As I have mentioned before, Ashleigh knew she was beautiful and knew how to flaunt herself. She wore very tight slacks that day and sat cross-legged a...nd slumped to the side, giving me a great view of her ass and legs. Whether that was intentional or just instinctual, I don’t know. We each took a large gulp of water before she broke the ice.“You are probably wondering why I was so distant with you last Friday and Saturday,” she said.“A little bit, but at the risk of getting hit, I figured you. I began to pull them down as Joanne lifted her ass to allow them to be removed quickly. Her tiny black lace thong covered her pussy and her arousal was evident by the small wet spot that had developed. I kissed her thighs as I moved closer, running my fingers on the outside of the material before pulling them down as well. Her pussy was beautiful with a perfectly trimmed brown landing strip pointing to her “outie” pussy lips. I looked up to see Tim removing his pants and offering his cock to. I don’t know where to start but one thing we did talk about was: ‘Is killing and torture justified if it is for a ‘good purpose?’ ‘ ‘ I asked: ‘What did the class conclude?’ She answered: ‘It was divided about half and half. Several thought it was important to save souls. Most thought that that was silly. Still others applied the argument in the present day debating the use of torture to stop terrorism. We were all over the place.’ I asked: ‘Where were you?’ She replied: ‘I was of the opinion. It was the night of December 23."Trust me," said Mrs. Claus."But, I have to be rested for tomorrow," Santa complained."Just get the sleigh ready," said Mrs. Claus. "Think of the children." I'll do it this time," replied Santa.Mrs. Claus smiled, and gave her husband a hug and kiss. Then Santa mounted his sleigh and waved to his wife and elves. He snapped his reigns and off he went into the sky. It landed an hour later in the mountains. He went to the entrance of the cave and went in. He went.