"My eyes shot open. I gasped, out loud."You mean...?" I sputtered.Santa began laughing, that rolling river of HO HO HO, genuine, delighted,full of li...e and playfulness and glee."Santa is gay, Virginia," he whispered. "I always have been, and happilyso."Visions of advertisements and cartoons and holiday movies suddenlyflashed through my excited brain. I could see her face, her rosy cheeks,her wire-rimmed glasses."But what about Mrs. Claus?" I asked.Santa laughed again, a big belly. Cadbury, tried to disengage, but all he succeeded in doing was turning and, once again, Jon was privy to how they came to be in the position he had found them earlier.After a while, they separated and went to their respective places to clean up. April to a shower, Cadbury to the barn where he had a bed laid out for him. Jon, in the meantime, carefully copied the film and put the original in the safe.He and April watched the copy later that evening and then fucked each other’s brains out like. Sam gave a soft smack of Cat's left cheek, not enough to hurt her or leave any mark, but to catch the girl's attention to focus on her. "Time for you to come Cat. Let it out!"Sam pushed her toy completely into the bent over girl along with her thumb to the first knuckle.Cat's inner muscles squeezed and contracted around the welcomed intrusion, vainly attempting to get it to release into her. "JANK ME!" she let out a high pitch cry with flinging her head back, causing some of her hair to become. He was startled by the sudden knock at the door, ‘Michael! It’s me let me in before somebody sees me!’ called Cassandra. He grinned and practically yanked the door open gazing at her with a big grin on his face before pulling her in and shutting the door. He kissed her roughly and shoved her coat off her shoulders. Cassandra squealed joyfully and jumped into his arms and kissed his neck, he carried her over to the bed and deposited her there, ‘Glad you could make it.’ ‘Of course,’ she said a.