BUT, you will notice that Santa has a big red station wagon! (I had decorated it with battery operated lights and a wreath on the grill.) The kids acc...epted it and that was that. Ahhh ... The joy of youth!“How can I ever thank you?” the mother asked. My wife smiled and answered; “Never forget WHY we have Christmas. Like Scrooge said; Keep it in your heart, always.” And we left.Well, it seems we got positive reviews. And so, for the next twenty years, Louisa and I would put on the Santa & Mrs.. He said he was staying at Caesars by himself and they had comped him a room that was way to Big and had an extra bedroom. He said we could stay there as he would be gambling most of the night. We decided to take him up on the offer as we were both tired and horny! Ron said he would show us to the room. We go to the elevator and he presses the button to the top floor and also input a security code. My wife looked at me wondering what the hell? The elevator opens up and we are in the most amazing. She put her head down and grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart. I licked and sucked on her ass while I was getting mine fucked. I worked my tongue in her and then began to suck on her puckered hole. She let out a moan and told everyone how good it felt. She said she now understood why the guys were always trying to make her do this to them.The guy behind me blew his load of cum in my ass to join the rest of the cum in me. After he finished he wiped his dripping cock on my ass. I could. " They began laughing. "Yeah man, we were." His friend said. "Nice, have fun with that. Older broads like her are usually sluts." I replied. "Yeah, that type isn't for me, but my man here has a thing for trashy old hags," he said laughing, gesturing to his friend. "Oh yeah?" I asked. "Yeah, I just like beat-looking mature bitches. They are filthy in bed ... especially the married ones, ya know?" He answered. Amazing, that was almost word for word what Dylan had said about her. The bartender.