Every morning, I wouldwake up first, go to the kitchen, fix breakfast and then wait for him tojoin me, in a pure, anticipating state of mind. When I w...ould finally be inhis presence, I would kneel, keeping my eyes to the floor in respect, wishhim a good morning and then wait for a word of his. He would normally waita few seconds, during which I could feel his piercing, loving look brushmy head, then give me permission to stand and direct my eyes to him. Atender kiss would then reward my. Jones, me and my twelve brothers and sisters go to midnight mass and we sing hymns; then we come home very late and we put mince pies by the back door and hang up our stockings. Then all excited, we go to bed and wait for Father Christmas to come with all our toys."Very nice Patrick," she said. "Now Jimmy Brown, what do you do at Christmas?"Well, Ms. Jones, me and my sister also go to church with Mom and Dad and we sing carols and we get home ever so late. We put cookies and milk by the chimney. I shrugged it off and finished up with what I was doing.The following week, as I began getting ready to go to the store once again, I thought about what my husband had said. As I stood in my room, I decided to try something out. I threw on a pair of yoga shorts along with a tank top that showed a little bit of cleavage and then headed for the grocery store. Sure enough, Bobby, who was the bag boy, immediately engaged me in conversation when I headed to the register. As he did, I noticed his. "And do you know what I was doing while I lay in my bath thinking about you and your hot cock? Do you want to know baby? Uhhhh, oohhhh, mmmmmmm, I was doing exactly what I am doing right now baby, teasing my juicy, wet puss with my fingers, rubbing my hard little clit with my thumb and imagining it was your fingers rubbing me as I sucked your big cock. I closed my eyes and I knew you were thinking about sticking your hard dick right up my hot twat as you slid two fingers inside my swollen pussy.