“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but we won’t be able to come back anymore.” “Why? Why not?” “Ma’am, have you seen the outside? It’s raining too... hard to be driving at all. The roads are flooding quickly.” Savannah didn’t care to pay attention to the storm itself. Upon looking outside at the weather, she realized that the rain was sending heavy droplets down all over her car. The driveway around her was dealing with 3 inches of standing water while the rain continued to fall like a monsoon. The wind was. I had myself see everything again. I went to the pool’s bar to get another apple cider.They never noticed me standing with my back against the rear of the bar as I watched the group.Once all nine did their best, one of the girls got something she slid down over Bart’s limp cock. It was similar to a cock ring but could be released. She worked blood up into his dick and worked the thing down until he was as hard as she could get him. It was blocking the blood from going back out. All nine tried. She let a coy little smile curl the corners of her own mouth up. “You look very nice too. I like your stockings!”Carol looked down and realized that her own gown had come open during her wrath and the sexy outfit she had intended to use to entice Santa with was now on display. Her large white breasts were pushed together and up, creating a deep cleavage that was proudly on display and she could tell by the movement of Lily’s eyes that she had also noticed the creamy white expanse of flesh above. Or at least a man other than my husband ... for some reason that excites me more. This is kinda reoccurring theme in my most intense fantasies. … I’m led naked into a room. I do not know who leads me as he has made me wear a blindfold. His voice is familiar but I am unable to place it. The blindfold is secure but not tight. I can still peek a bit out from underneath the bottom of the blindfold. The room I’ve been guided into seems large and perhaps irregular in shape, nearly circular, maybe.