We live in N.C. and my folks live in Virginia. We go to Va. every other Christmas. Last year was a Virginia Christmas. We usually stay a week. My Mom...is 69 and my Dad is 70. My Dad and I are about the same physical size, both 5'11' and a bit over weight. My Mom is 5’ 6"; she has nice big boobs (42DD) a little over weight (about my size belly). She has slim legs, and a nice big ass. No tight little ass for me. I would put my ear to the wall and listen to my parents fucking, and jerk off. They were doing that when a ball of roaring light flew by the sleigh, reaching higher into the sky."What the fuck?!" gasped Bob."That must have been a missile," said Gwyneth, excitedly. "We see them on the scopes back at the pole, but I never realized how big and loud and scary they are in real life." Who's shooting missiles at us?" squawked Bob. He reached for the reins to the sleigh automatically. It was the first time he'd felt the need to do that.Gwyneth leaned forward and peered at a. "Don't stop performing for me. Keep going Miss Lulu." I continue my strutting and turning while doing a lip sync to the romantic tune as Miss Kim had done earlier this evening at the Princess. So much has happened since we arrived home, that the evening at the Princess seems like light years ago. "What is your name you sexy girl?" asks Jodi."Miss Lulu." I reply in as soft and feminine a voice as I can manage, while trying a little bump and grind. "I am Miss Lulu." My, you certainly got the hang. Then he poured himself into the free side of the booth. He shook his head. It was only a little after eight and he felt tired already.It was only a few minutes later when Millie arrived with his order. She set it in front of him and then placed a few small plastic containers filled with grape jelly along side the plate of toast.“Anything else?” she asked.“No, I guess not,” Cal replied. “I just thought I’d stop in before I went into the office.”“What’s the matter, Cal?” Millie asked. “You were.