” The definition in her well-toned thighs and arms sharpened as she complied. Click. Click. With each undulation of her torso I was pleased to see t...e hem of the negligee riding up over her fair sex. The spread of her long flailing legs widened her slit to reveal pretty pink inner lips; her gag was convincingly tight across her face. Her expression was pure erotic apprehension. Click.It was time to flick the switch mounted in the bed’s footboard. A low whirring noise stirred the room as a thin. Cheryl lay on her front on the bed and Karl got next to her, playing with her cum-streaked buttocks.He managed to make her cum yet again by fingering her arse crack and arse hole and they lay giggling before Cheryl suggested a shower. The shower was only big enough to take one of them at a time but they were soon both clean and dry as they stood in the bathroom and kissed."I am so glad that you came into my shop this morning," said the fifty-year-old woman."Ha, yeah I looked through the window. As I lay there fondling cocks all around me Justin kneeled over me and fed me his huge cock, which I ravenously licked and tasted the fat mushroom head as he pumped it slowly into my mouth. David was kneeling down and hungrily sucking my cock as I jacked on his boner and was feeling his lovely shaved balls (as were mine now thanks to a very erotic shaving scene one day with David and Jen). Jon had lubed his dick and was very happy to be spreading my legs and inserting his cock to my now. “A sexy Christmas story.”I tickled her. “You weren’t supposed to tattle.”Momma laughed and the sound rang through the house. “I think all of Papa Jack’s stories have sex in them.” I winked at her. “Isn’t a proper story without the happy ending.”Grace squirmed in her seat and I felt her hand on my thigh. “You didn’t tell me the ending, so the story isn’t finished yet.”Momma gave me a knowing smile. “The best stories, are those that never end.”After dinner I helped tuck all the k**s in, except.