From the Mistletoe to Her Cameltoe

"Oh, OH, oh, mmm, wow, so good, man, oh, oh, wow, that just feels so good," I gasped not wanting to stop, just slowly moving back and forth, over and over.

"Oh, man, what a session. We all sure had fun," I told each of my lovers.

Erica stayed with us for two more days. The remainder of the time we all had together was just a continuation of the fuck-party we had started so casually under the mistletoe. Our season of giving mostly consisted of orgasms, perhaps the nicest gift of all. Merry Christmas, all.