She woke up around 8 pm and took a bath. She asked me about the dinner plans and I told her it is up to her. She wanted to go out for dinner and I agr...ed and she went in to get changed.When she came out, she was looking so gorgeous. She wore a black crop top and a blue short with high heels. She made her hair and was looking like a model. I also dressed nicely to compliment her, and we went to the city for dinner.After dinner, she wanted to explore more so we went to a casino. I know a few. It was my job to punish naughty children. My brother, twin brother in fact, though you wouldn't know from the looks of us, is Santa Klaas; Or Clause at you people are wont to call him."Cynthia couldn't help but laugh. "You're Santa's brother?" I'm Klaas' brother; yes." the man corrected, seating himself again."The real Santa?" Cynthia asked making quotation marks with her fingers."Ah yes." The man calling himself Koert replied, "You no longer believe. You have no idea how much it pained my. After her climax passed and her breathing returned to normal, she rolled over to face me and pulled my face to within inches of hers. Her eyes were wide, incredulous. "Tory, that was without exception the best climax I have ever had." She searched for words to tell me, then caught my eyes and said. "I had no idea it was possible for something to feel like that! God!" She collapsed on the bed, drained.So drained that I didn't 'get any' that night.She became focused on her anus after that. I was. “You be a man, or I'll keep your wife as my fucking bitch. I'll make her my cock-loving whore. She'll be collared, pierced, and on her knees worshiping me day and knight. I'll give her to my friends. We'll take turns using her slattern holes. Her pussy. Her asshole. Her cock-sucking mouth! Or you can be a fucking man and take control of your wife!”With a wild, primal growl, Mr. Armstrong rushed forward. He pinned his wife down like my brother had. I trembled, watching in awe at the fierce look.