I grabbed him some covers and threw over him. I would put him out in the morning, but right now I was just too exhausted to mess with him anymore. Reg...rdless of my exhaustion, sleep did not come easily. It should have, our pussies had Ryan in our pocket, so-to-speak, and that ought to have been comforting. But, it wasn’t enough. Every time I closed my eyes, the vision of her body returned and with it—the feelings. It was late in the day when I eventually awoke. Ryan had shown himself out, but. “Your tongue is long enough to get a few good licks in as we fly in front of the moon. Wouldn’t that be nice? Huh? How about it? Won’t you put in a good word with Santa, baby?”Little did she know that Prancer had spread the word and all the other reindeer knew what to expect, so they did the same thing Prancer had done and promised her anything as long as she would keep backing up and up and up until the cum shot out of her nose.“Santa?”, mused Mrs. Santa, whose name was actually Mathilda. She. "Ooh! I hated to let it go, but you have to rest a little, and there are so many things your mommy wants to teach you, baby. And I want to take another good look at my darling's giant prick, just to be sure I'm not dreaming, that every hard inch of that spectacular thing is real."Awkwardly, Jerry rolled over onto his back, his heart thumping and hammering as his mother's golden, gleaming body came to its knees beside him, as his mother's slim, fluttering fingers moved in awe over the distended. Indeed, I am somewhat startled to see that all threeof these women are actually men. Wendy-whore sees the shock register inmy face, and she smiles seductively at me and pushes my face to herbreast. I mindlessly suckle on her nipples while the other women finishwashing my body and shave off all of my hair.One of the women starts to softly suck on my penis, distracting me asWendy takes a razor and shaves my head and eyebrows. The woman brings meto the point of orgasm and then abruptly stops, just.