As we talked, my mind wondered off, this guy did have a great well shaped and very beautiful cock. I thought to myself, that was not a big deal, and m...aybe a nice threesome fun night would be a great thing to do. When this thought hit me, the only clothes I had on was a light shirt and a denim skirt. I looked down to find my rock hard nipples poking against my shirt. Looking up to George, I caught him looking at my chest. I felt self-conscious and looked away quickly. I should have been paying. "So Ms Claus, what do you do for a living?" I'm a toy maker, of course."I did a double take; she was smiling, but I couldn't tell if she was joking or not."And, I suppose you first name is Santa?" Actually, it's Chris."Now I really thought she was pulling my leg. "Oh and are you from the North Pole." I asked."No, from Jersey, but please don't hold that against me." I laughed and felt that I really was going to like Chris Claus very much too.For a while, we just sat enjoying each other's body. After the young lad in possession of my face held my head motionless as he sprinkled his copious load down my gullet, I was able to look up and see the honeymoon couple stretched out across two of our supply trunks taking big black cocks up their sensitive pucker holes with serious distress. I realized that neither of them was voicing an objection, but merely pleading for the use of more lubrication. I had to smile because my instinct had led me to fully lubricate my rear portal for just such a. I hadn't felt any attraction, indeed hadn't even seen her face clearly and yet had a same-sex experience that was pure lesbian stuff.I looked at my Mum in a new light that morning, more as a lover would see her rather than a daughter and I realized she was a beautiful woman. Her figure was shapely, nice natural boobs, flat tummy and nice ass and legs. Although she was 32 she could pass easily as 28 or younger. Her lips were full and very kissable and I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to.