I asked who you were," Nicholas warned. The newcomer let out a great, booming laugh full of mirth before replying, "I am who I appear to be. I am Gran...dfather Yule, although my real name is Kristopher. It is I who gives presents to the poor children, and perhaps I can help you give your gift this year as well." "You're just a myth, a tale parents have told even when we were young," Marta scoffed. "Is that so, Marta? Did you enjoy your red-haired dolly when you were three? It was what you wanted,. She knew how wet it got me and loved knowing that her stories made it neccessary for a quick bathroom break so that I could "handle" the situation. She spent the night at my house with just my husband and me one December night to help us trim our Christmas tree. We were gonna be drinking so my daughter stayed with her grandma. As the night went on and beer after beer was consumed, we of course kept turning back to sex talk. We found every excuse to touch each other and I was so turned on. We. "We're here, girls," I said gently.Eden sat up and started rolling her head around her neck, stretching it out. Emma turned her face to mine as her eyelids gingerly rose up. And then without another second's thought, my baby sister wrapped an arm around my neck and pulled her face up to mine for a sweet, tender kiss.I felt a mountain of tension rolling off my shoulders with that kiss. It wasn't passionate or lustful; it was just ... nice. It felt like the affectionate kiss of a little sister.. Sholandra even came a third time as Eric fucked her violently, and their ecstatic cries mingled as their bodies thrashed and flexed, and then slumped exhausted to the floor. Laura was burning with lust. She wanted them to fuck her, just as heatedly, as roughly, as completely as they had fucked Sholandra. But all three were temporarily worn out by this eruption of crazy fucking.Laura also realized that she was the only one still dressed. Sholandra realized it too, as she disentangled her body.