Ho, ho, ho,Santa Claus-----Dear Santa: Dec 12 Well of course I meant for them to be attached to a beautiful woman that's horny for me! Sorry, for the ...onfusion.Your pal,Bad Irving-----Dear Bad: Dec 14 I am getting very confused. Are you sure you are writing the right person? This is an odd request. Not only that, but I can't find you on any of my lists? Have you been good? Wouldn't a sled be just as fun?Ho, ho, ho,Santa Claus-----Dear Santa: Dec 16 I have been very good, please ignore my first. The special process that my father had put her through made her immune from cancer and nearly every other disease, as well as ensured that no matter what she did to her body, she would always remain in perfect health. In fact, as I considered the healthiness of my mother's body, I became aware of just how good I felt. In fact, I felt absolutely incredible. I somehow felt energetic and more alive than ever before. Before this, my migraine and the strangeness of the situation had distracted me. It was barely two inches long fully erect. He held Hope's head between his legs and pushed it in her mouth, balls and all. "About face, soldier! Came the command and Terry responded immediately. He stood there for what seemed like a long time listening to panting and grunting from his Commander in Chief. At last it was quiet in the room and Terry heard the door slam. When he looked around, Hope was still lying there with her blue eyes staring sightlessly up at him. Her mouth was wide open and. I hoped I could contain my orgasm to full enjoy it. I had a brief debate in my mind about exactly where I was going to start. Barbara interrupted my musings. “I have the spins.”.I lifted my head, “Are you okay?”“I don’t feel so good.”“Are you going to be sick?”“Be sick.”“Come on let’s go to the bathroom.”“Be sick.”“Yeah, I know. Let’s go to the bathroom and be sick. Okay? Get up.”“Be sick.”“Come on Barb.” I said as I pulled her to her feet. I helped her stumble to the bathroom. “Be sick.” She.