‘‘Twas the night before xmas and my wife was out on her work do,It was not a question of if she would have sex, it was a question of who.
It was 1am and not a sound was stirring all through the house. My phone beeped and a tit pic of semen all down her blouse.
A message she will be home soon, check the kids are fast asleep. Not a creature was stirring not even a peep.
The keys jingled in the door, she was incredibly d*unk. I heard men enter behind her, my heart sunk.
A few moments later I crept down the stairs,
Her stockings unravelled laid down without care. I knew that meant this merry xmas escapade was happening bare.
One stocking on the chimney Brest and one on the tree. I watched as they took it in turns entering she.
They moved to the kitchen abandoning all under garments. I glared as one of them went behind and took her in a different compartment.
It wasn’t long before he had gifted his present as they to’d and fro’d, Depositing on the small of her back a gift as white as snow.
My wife looked up, her cheeks all rosey and proud of herself. Tonight, She was an exhausted naughty house elf.
She stood up from her position squat on all fours, her figure flawless, she took them to the door.
They said seasons greetings until one guy remained. She knelt at his feet, winked, twisted her head and took him deep in her mouth once again.
No mistletoe here, no time to gloat, she kept going hard and deep until she felt his warmth hit her throat.
He exchanged pleasantries quickly and then quickly darted. My wife staggered to bed and soon slumber started.
I awoke from my nap, sunlight through the blinds. My wifes naked cum splattered upturned behind.
I took pictures of the evidence of my wife’s legs parted. Cleaned up downstairs any remnants of her underwear and guests now departed.
Merry xmas indeed, I do love this time of year, where a woman can fill her stockings and give such a splendid gift to her husband dear.
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Very creative and well written!
