I opened it and the card read: Dear Sissy: I know you've been a good boy all year and I have a special gift for you. Be at the end of the White Rock P...ier at 8:00am Boxing Day. Love SantaI looked at my wife strangely and she said, "I discovered yourcorrespondence with Daddy R on the computer, I've spoken with him andhave agreed that since he seems to be what you want more than anythingelse I will grant your wish, but it also means I can explore my ownsexual fantasies with who ever I want."The. The heat comes in waves for Julias. Waves of heat moving over his face and forehead, or else up his arms and down his back. The heat permeates from her wet pussy and his hard dick, up to his chest and neck; but he lives for it, he lives for the thrills of the hunts and of the kills. He lives for the nights where THC and Alcohol flows through his veins and lust runs through his heart. Each tiny breeze that is coaxed in by the open doors fuels Julias’ next thrust, fanning the fires that are. Her hand were busy sliding up my stockingclad legs and playing with my garters, which I had toadmit felt damned sexy."I'm a scary looking whore." My cock throbbed,begging for attention. "And jeez, would you look atthat." I nodded down to my cock, tenting up from myskirt. "Looks like the costume party is out of thequestion."Pam traced the outline of my cock underneath theskirt. "That's not going to be a problem. A blowjobwill put him right to sleep. Then I'll make you niceand smooth with. It wouldn't be fancy living; not even average living really. The bedrooms were designed to fit a three-quarter-sized bed and a small set of drawers. They had a small closet and not much room for anything else. They were too small for two people to live in one room. A woman could visit and stay overnight with her boyfriend if she wished, but it'd take an unusually tolerant woman to live with him for long, not to mention having to put up with all the other male housemates, especially as there was.