John had to admire the marketing genius of it all.Finally he stepped in and looked around. The buffet table was set up in the same place it had been l...ast summer, only this time it was heavier with cookies and other holiday pastries than deli food. There were two urns one of coffee the other with hot chocolate. Christmas music was playing softly, loud enough to be heard without drowning out any conversation. Then he spotted Rita and made his way over to her.“John, you made it,” she quickly. Getting up, Sherri goes to her bag, retrieving an item out of it. Meanwhile, Michele positions a bench underneath Rambo. Turning around, Michele sees Sherri standing there holding a bottle of lube.“I had already planned on fucking your ass baby, but you beat me to it,” says Sherri. “And I guess since I won’t be able to use your pussy for lube, it is a good thing I brought some.”“Then get over here and get me ready,” Michele says, turning around and bending over.Coming up to Michele’s ass,. She really was a good looking girl, well toned muscles beneath her pale skin. I let my eyes take in the sight of her. Her small tits were propped up by the sexy push-up bra but they looked nice. My leering gaze traveled down her taut teenage belly. At the crotch of her panties I could clearly see the outline of the stolen camera stuffed into the gusset. I motioned for her to come closer. When she did I reached out and grabbed the body of the camera. With a twist of the wrist I dislodged it from. "Morning... It looks like a nice day. Let's go get breakfast then." "Belle, my sweet treat, I told you already, I will have you for breakfast." He grinned playfully at me and raised himself to his hands and knees above me and lowered his face to my chest. Burying his lips into my cleavage he shook his head back and forth like a dog shedding water, Miguel’s butt waggled back and forth as he breathed in my breasts. Squealing I tried to roll out from under him. He leaned down and took a mouthful.