Nick and Emily had taken over the family business twelve years ago. It was Emily who had envisioned a place where families could come and cut their ow...n trees, or pick out a fresh pre-cut tree, look at holiday displays, enjoy warm cider, hot chocolate, and cookies right out of the oven. A portion of the barn was refurbished and heated to be able to accommodate holiday parties, with Nick serving as the on-sight Santa. They were raising their daughter to believe in Christmas magic, and to give. After a minute sheinserted another finger to open me up then she quickly shoved the buttplug into place. As she did I groaned but she just ignored me andinstructed Ginger to get me ready for beddy bye and the sissy's diapershad better not leak or he would pay dearly. When she left he grabbed four cloth diapers and folded them then had meraise up so he could pin them on me before he pinned the diapers in placehe stroked my erriction then said he was sorry but he was told he couldn'thelp me there. When she is on a rollshe spanks hard.I wonder if she really means to hurt me or just wants tobuild my fever for her—-and then my tears come. She isstrong and I can’t get away. I weigh 100 lbs, to her 250.She is a big, big Mama Dom, 5′ 10″ and I don’t like tocross her. If I do, she spanks me too hard, or withholdsmy climax till she is satisfied with my apology forwhatever it is I have done to offend her. Yet for everyspecial gift-giving occasion, she has a present. With the ample experience that Stacey had not only servicing Benita this week but lovers in general, it didn’t take long before Benita clumsily put her cup of coffee down, as her orgasm drew nigh. ‘FUCK! Cumming! Don’t miss a drop, Honey!’ Benita said as she tossed her head from side to side and thrust her hips up. Stacey almost choked, not only on the fat cock shoved down her throat, but also because of Benita use of an affectionate term for her. Stacey didn’t have long to be shocked as.