" Well make the necessary adjustments to fit Jack. He just volunteered to be the Santa for the temperance ladies." You wouldn't, Don. You know how he ...likes his beer!" I think he needs a little humbling. Don't you agree?" Don't bring me into this! I would love to be there, though, when you tell Jack he is going to be Santa Claus for the temperance ladies. I'm going down to the local watering hole and tell the crew. This is a history-making event."I couldn't help but smile thinking about Jack in. Thank you, Christine. I can't remember the last time I had beef; it was back home before we left. Thank you so much. I'm sure it will be delicious."“You're welcome.”I added, blushing, "Before I forget, thank you for the bath. Eden was quite delightful washing me. I felt so exhilarated when she'd finished."Christine smiled wickedly, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. She enjoys her work. You must bathe with us next time, Camille."“I would love that, Christine. I can only imagine how wonderful it would. Our friend did not waste time in preliminaries. He made Ana bend over the edge and took her from behind. She cried in pain out loud, yelling at him: “No, wait, please, not there, I am so sore now…!!”But the bastard did not care about her screaming. He just pushed his cock again and shoved it deep inside her tight anus in just one thrust of his hips. I saw her crying in pain; I knew her tiny rosebud was tight again although it had been fucked last night; she needed more relax and lubrication. I cradled the reluctant cock in one hand and stroked with the other hand, treating the object of desire like a softly purring cat. I detected movement. I continued for a few moments, then, when I was sure that interest was aroused, I took it in my mouth. I suppose what I did with my mouth, teeth and tongue was like we’ve all done many times with a particularly delicious ice cream cornet. As Mum wasn’t watching, I could slobber away as much as I liked, swirling my tongue round the gradually.