I need to find a way to change that to joy."Mrs. Claus left her husband and walked into the kitchen. Morty, the elf, came into the kitchen and snatche...d a gingerbread cookie. Mrs. Claus looked at him in mock anger."Go cheer up the boss," she said to him."I've been trying Mrs. C." Morty told her. "But I don't think seeing 'Wonderful Life' would cheer him." Mrs. Claus sighed and then asked, "What are we going to do?" I have an idea," Morty said.Later that day Mrs. Claus made two phone calls.It was. .. lick them." As she speaks, she clutches the back of my head and guides my face into the jasmine-scented warmth of her breasts. There is no need for her to force me to do this, as my mouth is already watering to taste her rosy nipples, yearning for the thrill of feeling them respond as I suckle. Somehow, though, her roughness always makes it better, makes me need her all the more. I kiss wildly at the soft flesh of her breasts. Then her grip relaxes, and I can now suck a taut nipple into my. Darina then got on her knees in bed and squatted over my wife’s face. Anita raised her head a little so her tongue could reach her Dominatrix pussy. She began by licking that nicely shaven mound, as her sweet tongue parted these cunt lips.She spent a lot of time exploring Darina’s inner pussy lips and she finally was ordered to suck on that swollen clitoris.My submissive wife did as she was told, as Darina started moving her hips back and forth over Anita’s face.Her hips suddenly went still as. Jeff was humming along and bouncing up and down in his seat. My friends, I gave in and used the closest word, would have found it worthy of ridicule. I found it endearing. I found it arousing. I took him home and had my way with him.For the first time in my life, I had a man stay the night. I awoke to find him sleeping peacefully. I was assaulted by the intensity of the feelings I had for him.This had to be infatuation. It was far too intense to be love.I snuggled up against him and waited for.