OoOOooFriday came, and we closed promptly at seven, with the last present handed out and the last photo taken. We had little time to change and adapt ...the grotto. Quickly we swapped out the gift tubs and added another Santa seat. Now we had Mr. and Mrs. Claus (Mary Christmas), Bart resplendent in his Santa suit but now with the jacket unbuttoned to show his heavily muscled and lightly oiled chest and his sister Monica in a red body stocking with white fur trim and spike heels that showed her. Now bend over the sink and give me a good view of your sweet punk ass. Oh Yeah. That’s gonna be some good boy pussy. What a sweet thing you are.”Adam was rubbing my ass and making descriptive comments on how he was gonna fuck my ass. He wet his finger and put it to my pucker brown hole. I’d been fucked many times by two older step brothers and step dad so I knew what to expect, but I’d learn to get fucked and loved it hard and rough. I was hoping Adam was going to give me a good fucking.. “Holy shit,” I said. The ceiling looked a lot closer than it should be. I could reach out my hand and touch it. There was only a little space between my hand, which was resting on Madison's back, and the old tiles. Madison's back, in fact seemed to almost touch the ceiling. We landed on the feather mattress with a swoosh. Somehow I'd managed to stay inside her during the drop, and the weight of her falling on top of me knocked the breath out of me. I lay there trying to get air into my lungs. As we pulled alongside him, it was obvious that the other drivers had been building him up, and that he was expecting a show. I rubber her pussy for him, giving him a similar show. I looked up and it was obvious he was participating in his own way, as I could see his left shoulder shaking from jerking himself off."Hey..?" I said."Mmm?" She replied."This guy wants to say hi." I told her. She pulled her head off my cock and, without moving her ass, turned her head to see what was going on with.