Light, twinkling lights of different colors. They flashed on and off, dancing against a field of green. One bright light shone at the top of that gree....It was a TREE! A CHRISTMAS tree. With that realization came full awareness, awareness that included the soft body pressed against his side.He looked at that body. His wife Lisa's face smiled up at him. His arm around her shoulders tightened automatically and he crushed her to him, kissing her.She kissed back. He drank those kisses in like a. . it just made me want to get drilled, know what I mean? You ever feel that?"Laura grinned and nodded. "Yes." Don't you lesbians have those dildo things..." She stopped. "Ooops! God, I said it. The bad word." She gave Laura a mocking moue. "And I'm one too, aren't I? It's as bad as calling yourself a nigger, right?" She composed her face carefully, assiduously, into a very serious mode. "Don't we lesbians have those dildo things. I mean, don' t you have some kind of toy you can use to drill. I don't think I'd ever seen her happier.Alice tugged each glove to ensure it was fully extended, and a mischievous smile and sparkle in her eyes told me she had something delightfully wicked planned. And she certainly did. Reaching out with a gloved hand she took my cock in hand and lightly slid up and down its length. I was surprised by the feel of the velvet on my cock flesh. It definitely added something to her masturbatory technique."That's very nice, Alice," I cooed appreciatively."You. ,’ she murmured. I stopped tickling Mother’s arms and began caressing her breasts gently through her dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her large nipples, already hard, were jutting out against the wear-softened fabric of her dress. When I slid my fingers over the swollen, sensitive tips of her breasts, Mother moaned more fervently and a tremor went through her body. ‘J.J., darlin’, what are you doin’ to me?’ she whispered. I was still planting the ‘nibble-kisses’ on her neck and was enjoying.