Cropped black leather jacket, the bottom edge just below her ribcage and just above a fat free tummy. No muffin top in sight. Only thebottom two snaps...on the jacket are fastened, displaying the kind ofcleavage men my age dream about late at night once the wife is soundasleep.She strides my way, swinging her hips and slowly removing her gloves,one finger at a time. My earpiece clicks.?Is that her???I ? I don?t know,? I whisper. She?s taller, thinner and ? a lot sexier,but she is headed straight. “She looks loaded with the holly jolly’s.”“My fault she drank five cups of it?” Tru whispered back. “Her sweet potato pie with the homemade marshmallows broke me. She made the fucking marshmallows.” “Not blaming you,” Allyson said, adjusting her reindeer antlers, “Just wanted to say good work.”The two of them, along with Fatema and Peri who were seated on the rug, watched as Kara stumbled around the room, semi-delirious. She appeared ready to float away, buoyed by her rum-enhanced holiday. Almost hard to believe, but true.Yes, if you're wondering, 'it' happened. How can I put into words something that was so incredible? It was so overwhelming, it brought me to tears. I don't think I could do the event justice, with mere words.There was no way to hide what had happened from Theresa, or Tim and Jeanie either, for that matter. As soon as I walked in the door, Jeanie took one look at me and asked if her sister knew, yet. I guess in a way it is the very closeness of the family, that. I told her that I wanted to shoot it inside of her pussy I heard her say yes I want that cum inside me bad. I told her that it was hard for me to cum because I couldn’t see her ass. I took my dick out of the whole and she pulled the sheet up with only her big round black butt showing. I drove right back inside of her, slapping and squeezing that fat bottom of hers. She was moaning loud, her pussy was dripping wet, the way she was working her pussy muscles made me pound her into another hard.