Eleven o’clock. Just enough time to transform the living room and still get some sleep. He got up as quietly as he could and crept out of the room. ...he hundreds of miniature multi-colored lights on the Christmas tree cast a festive glow on the staircase. Good thing too, Tim thought. Without the light, he would have tripped over his daughter, sleeping peacefully on the landing. He stepped over her and silently went about the bittersweet task of creating Christmas. It was something that Sarah had. The excitement surrounding this entire happening tired both of us a bit.“Kire er modhei dom shesh…??”, she asked with a teasing smile.Her curly hair and the sweat running down her face and her beautiful eyes made me lose myself. Her boobs made me go crazy. As if in a trance, I dived for them. Their softness increased my hunger for them. She was twisting with pleasure every time I crushed her soft breasts.She turned on her back to let me know that she wanted me to unhook her bra. I wasted no. She looked too."Fuck! Forgot my mail shirt!"The next bit was confusing. About the only way she could have fallen would have been if she was climbing ... scaling him like a wall ... and later she asked the witnesses if she had been trying to look him in the eye. There were eight people watching so there were eight varying opinions as to what she was doing ... but everybody said she let go to cover her boobs ... whatever her intentions were ... and she dropped to the ground.I suppose the best. Not unusual but sometimes annoying.She heard the door open I guess and turned her head and her mouth fell open. She stopped in mid-lift and her eyes got real big and then she squealed, rolled over to show me her fine ass and bulging vulva and started to crawl away. I pounced on her, pulled her to me and let my fast-hardening ram slide up her tight-lipped crack and poke at her tiny clit under its fold of skin. I don’t remember who showed where that thing hid, some girl I ate. She whimpered and I.
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