I finished drying off as I stepped into the bed room and Dani was laying naked on my bed her hand lightly rubbing circles on her clit. She looked like...an angel her skin was Carmel in the light from the window behind her glowing like a photographer had set the lighting. I almost had to pinch myself at the reality of what beauty was before me. I sat on the edge of the bed and leaned into kiss her, and as our lips touched it was as if lightening had struck. We kissed and I began to fondle her. Her immediate reaction was to try and push my head away as I licked her furiously, but that vain effort proved useless and her pushing hands were quickly replaced by fingers coursing through my hair and digging into the back of my head. It was as if I had no escape but to make her squirt all of her juices onto my tongue and lose herself in pleasure. I slowly began to tease her as I licked at her labia instead of her swollen clit. I licked at it over and over again until she was near her climax,. I could not believe how turned on she was. The sex that evening was great. While fucking, Jaq said she would love to see pictures of Ian sniffing her dirty panties. The following day I messaged Ian and let him know what Jaq wanted. Ian duly sent some pictures of himself sniffing Jaqs panties.Jaq was very turned on by the pics and sucked me off while looking at them, Jaq then wondered if Ian was jerking off while sniffing them. A quick message to Ian confirmed that he certainly was. Ian messaged. She had blushed and stuttered for ten minutes after they returned, before fleeing. She had been welcomed back like a hero. Nobody had accused her of anything. But it had been obvious to Bob that, somehow, everybody knew what had transpired in the sleeper on Santa's sleigh."Don't change the subject," said Bob. "The point is I'm not Santa. Nobody is Santa. Santa doesn't exist. I know I just suffered some strange dream. I'm probably lying in a bed in a coma somewhere. And that's the point. I can't.