I can't wait to see my sister tomorrow. I haven't seen her since Christmas and now that it's warm she'll be in a bathing suit for me to oogle her tits. We're both in our 40's now and have played around in our teens, but I still want to get my cock between her legs and fill her with my cum.

Wwyd to these 2 sisters for Christmas?

Beyond the Horizon

Part 1

One of the lessons you learn after years of driving is that at some point or another, you’re going to experience the pain of repetition and predictability. Even when I first started off on the journey, I never had a destination in mind. It’s like as soon as I sat down and closed the door, it was getting hazy. It’s apparent to me now that from the moment I turned that old key and fired her up I was totally unsure of to exactly where I thought I was going. Driving is one of my greatest pleasures. There’s a sincere innocence in the act of driving. I lost sight of much of that, and from time to time I wasn’t sure if I was even in control. From a certain perspective the relationship between the machine and it’s controller breaks down, and it can become objectively difficult to distinguish which is driven by which.

To be fair, the warning signs were all over the place. It felt like I couldn’t go more than ten seconds without some sign, a precaution, a rule, a rule of thumb, a word of advice whispered in confidence. I always did my best to be a responsible driver. For the longest time I did my best to obey all the rules of the road, back before I knew better, or perhaps until I thought I knew better. Experience is the greatest teacher, not to mention the harshest. It’s common knowledge that to learn from experience makes even the worst decisions worthwhile. Sometimes it’s simply the only thing that one can take away from the curveballs so often thrown one’s way. The problem for the unwise lies in working out what lesson the accused is to take away from his crime. For the introspective the problem is rarely not seeing the problem at hand. They can even take precautions to make sure that one accident is never repeated, by not repeating whatever lead to disaster the first time around. For the experienced, and by that I mean the scarred, the disfigured, those drivers who possibly still hurt every waking day of their lives, there are an entirely different set of problems, regardless of their ability to learn from past experiences. The problem faced by the salty, by the ones who well and truly drove around that block more than they care to admit, is the inability to disengage from what they think they know best, and in doing so they find themselves sat exactly where they were before they even released the handbrake. One cannot escape his past, cannot escape the stupid things they did. But to make matters worse, they begin to see that so many of the reflective, glaring, fluorescent signs they are bombarded with as they hit the highway begin to contradict each other. They blur, they all look the same, sound the same. It seems impossible to follow one highway code without breaking another. At first, one particularly thoughtful individual might find, there seemed to be one over-arching Way. The irrefutable Tao of the road. The one true way. I miss that idea. I’ve reached a point where no matter how hard I try and see things as I used to, either I changed, or the rules did.

And so those rare unfortunates may find the signs begin to undermine each other. Slow down, but speed up. Be cautious, but never so more than you’re being brazen. Make sure to flaunt every last thing you have and haven’t ever done, because nobody likes It when you brag. And so experience fails you. It begins to lie to you, and even when you’re aware that there is clearly deception afoot, you become a man looking at a map with no reference as to where in the fuck they actually are. It’s at this point in my career as a driver that I also realised that for all the years I had been driving, I could not remember where I was going. I knew that I had been driving for a very long time, and I think at certain points I had stopped off at places, and I still remember the people I picked up. Some of them drove with me for the longest time. I always liked having passengers, but sooner or later, the destination is reached, and the journey has come to an end. But I digress. At a certain point, I found myself lost. It was the worst kind of lost, in that not only did I not know at all where and when I was, but in that I had totally forgotten where I had originally intended to go. I could not even remember at what point I had forgotten everything about myself. All I knew was in looking in the mirror, I was sure I didn’t recognise myself. I could not even describe the person who stared back at me. The Driver was a man about which you could say so much, but I’m quite certain that none of the obvious things you could gleam from that countenance were objectively correct. Nothing I’ve ever experienced has been quite so simple as that. First impressions are hard to resist, however. In a way it didn’t matter that I’m sure in some ways I recognised the Driver’s face, because from the moment I met his eyes with mine, I knew he’d always be a simple mystery to me, destined to be my enemy, the one who knew me the best.

He had the look of the man who has learned from experience as he lit that cigarette. The glow from the lighter revealed a face older and more weathered than I’m sure my own face was. He looked bad. I was certain he didn’t have the slightest good intention in mind for me, and yet everything in his eyes and in the tone of his voice struck me as sincere and well meaning. He spoke to me as if he knew me. We’re on the road now aren’t we? I’ve always loved these warm nights, the heady smell in the air. He grinned, and his eyes lit up. I suddenly felt thirsty. Thirstier than I’ve ever felt in my life. There was adrenaline coursing through my body now, and most of my worry had suddenly receded. As he rolled down the window, an old and child-like excitement crossed his face, as a child who is told on Christmas day that the best present has been saved to last. What does it even matter where we’re going? The pleasure’s in the driving. It’s also in the uncertainty. We passed a strange scene by the side of that long road. This struck me because until now it had all been so blank. There was a cow being led down the road by two men, one in front, and one following up from behind. We passed so quickly that the image struck me as an old black and white picture would have, fixed in my mind without the suggestion of fading. It was like some grim scene from a foreign abattoir, and I felt my spirit drop, knowing where the cow’s destination lay despite all his ignorance. He looked complacent if not slightly confused as to his predicament, being lead by his handlers as he was. For some unknown reason, I honestly felt very sad for him. Then I laughed. Fucker should have evolved faster. I couldn’t but help show the slightest disapproval, even if deep down something in me knew it was true. It would be pretty much the same if the boot was on the other foot. Or hoof. You get my drift. I laughed again, and I wasn’t sure if it was humour or desperation I heard in that laugh. It sounded strange to me, but laughs always sound strange when you really listen to them. Everyone knows what a laugh means, but that shit can’t be found in any dictionary I ever heard of.

Christmas confession:

All I want for Christmas is a woman to doll me up in makeup and drag, tie me up , gag me, and peg my ass. I want to be used as a toy, to give up all control, to be used for her pleasure in whatever way, and a creative outlet for her sexual desire.

Abu hamza. Your going to were all uk people want you. Shame its not the us, if you think jordens bad, the us would make you wish for christmas. Fucking little islam bitch.

all the MFC cam girls are busting out the Santa hats and shit. Pretty sexy http://www.fappablenow.com/?Christmas-Cam-Filter

Confession is I seriously am thinking of raping my 18 year old sister in-law when she stays with us for Christmas, she has told me she wants me and is in love with me even but wont do anything because she doesn't want to hurt her big sister or her nephew's, mine and her sisters kids obviously. Anyways I would like to do this without her knowing but I dont know what would work for knocking her out and making sure she stays asleep long enough for me to actually do it without risk of her waking up. Any tips from anyone out there?

Im dreaming of a WHITE CUM christmas!

Hello guy's i'm a famous gay male singer from the uk my biggest hit went "christmas time mistletoe and wine" who am i ( god bless you )

I confess that I had sex with a married woman

I am 29 and she is 41. She looks amazing, and Im not talking about amazing for her age, she looks terrific. She’s very fit, about 5’4, maybe 50kgs (I think that’s about 110lb), a or b cups that are very firm which surprised the hell out of me because she has a kid, long blond hair, hour glass shape that I love, without carrying a heap of extra weight or any hail damage. She talks a lot. I mean a lot. Its part of her job to talk (no, she is not in marketing).

The two of us share a hobby that has us running into each other weekend or so. I have more of talent for it than she does, it may have all started when she was asking me about the strategies that I have, which I happily share with anybody.

I live and work away from home and for Christmas just gone I was going home for 2 weeks and wouldn’t be back till jan 3rd. Just before I left quite a few of us were out and about for her birthday (including her husband). After quite a few drinks her husband left because he had to work the next day. After a few more she started dropping some subtle hints. Then her other friends left and the hints became not so subtle. After pretty well everybody took off but her and I, the most awkward conversation that I have ever had in my life started. She came out and said that she’s “attracted to me” and that her and her husband haven’t had sex in more than a year. Considering that we were both drunk we then headed to the back of the bar and started making out. After a few minutes we were kicked out by security and we both went our separate ways home.

It was only a few days later that I took off for home and I had assumed that by the time I got back that the whole thing would be forgotten about and that she would be over her little crush by the time I got back. We didn’t even have each other’s numbers so we didn’t even have any contact for about 2 and a half weeks.

About a week after I got back we saw each other and everything was fine. Nothing was awkward or weird and everything seemed to be back to normal. But at the end of the night she asked me for my number, so I gave it to her.

Then the txts started. It was really flattering. I am not a good looking guy and this spectacular looking woman was txting me about all sorts of things. First it was how we were going to meet up with our past time, then how we were going to meet up for lunch with just the two of us, then how we were going to meet up for drinks on Friday or Saturday night.

We had a few false starts. We had both been drinking, but I am a heavy drinker already and can handle a fair bit of alcohol before I start to go downhill, she on the other hand cannot. It has come to the end of the night and she has asked me back to her place despite the fact that it was after 3am and that her husband and young daughter were there. No matter how many time I brought that up and suggested we go to mine instead she constantly declined and I wasn’t going to push too hard. By coincidence we live very close to each other, about a 10 or 15 min walk. After about 30 mins of constantly trying to get her to turn the music she was playing down and get her to sit down next to me, the alcohol got to her and she started to feel sick, so that was the end of that. She went into her bed room and woke up her husband to help her into the toilet so she could throw up and I was out the back door faster than I had ever moved in my life.

The next week we got the cab back to her place again, about the same time of night and rather than go in, we stood out the front of her place and made out for about 20 mins, then I walked home.

We went out again the next day for an early dinner and finally she decides she want to come back to my place. But she hasn’t made up her mind yet on whether or not she wants to have sex with me. So we are making out on my couch with her shirt of and me completely naked dry humping until she gives me a handy to finish me off. That might sound shit to you guys but I had a beautiful woman give me a handy after not having sex for almost 6 months, and that last one was an ugly, ugly bitch.

Next weekend (Friday just gone) we are out again and very early she asks me if we can head back to my place, of course the answer is yes. It was pretty clear that it was going to happen. We are back at mine and this time it is straight to my bed we are making out for a long time with our cloths very slowly coming off piece by piece. She was wearing a light colour dress with lycra leggings, high heels and a push up bar. I have her dress and bar off again and her small but really firm tits are right in front of my face. She has these perfect nipples that have a really deep pink colour that is a really wonderful contrast to the light colour skin of her breasts. Im taking turns sucking on each one. After a long time I work my way down and for the first time I see her pussy. She doesn’t have knickers on under her leggings. I slide them down her legs and after a little trouble getting them over her high heels, which she never took off the entire time.

I start by licking her pussy which is completely shaved. She making moaning sounds and gently bucking her hips into my face as I go to town with my tongue. After about 10 mins of that she’s stopped me and started on my turn. It’s been a long time since I had a good blow job and it was just a really great feeling. I just lay back and enjoyed it for a while but it really wasn’t what I was after so I didn’t leave her there too long.

I ask her to lie back and ask her “are you sure you want this?” and she says “yes… but you have to put a condom on”. Ok, almost got away with it but its no drama. I put it on, kiss her on the lips and gently feel her pussy with my fingers to guide myself in. I push myself into her and she feels like a woman who hasn’t had sex in a long time. Im still kissing her but she stops and lets out a sigh. Shes soaking wet so I slide in without a whole lot of drama, without her feeling like shes a vag like a windsock.

It’s no surprise to me that she’s a screamer considering that she talks so much. I am on top for about 15 mins and I have her legs on my shoulders with her high heels sticking up in the air and our hands and fingers interlocked as I am going as hard as I can without going off. Shes stopped me because she wanted to put her legs down, so as I have rolled off her she has rolled on me, which is great news for me. I can last a lot longer when I am not in control of the motion. Shes have a great time on top of me grinding into me as she is scratching my chest with her nails and screaming loud enough for me to worry about waking up the neighbours, but not worried enough to stop or tell her to keep it down.

After maybe 20 mins she cums and drops down on my chest breathing very heavy. Her hair was in my eyes but rather than move or complain im just enjoying the feeling of me being inside her and weight on me.

After she has caught her breath she rolls off and pulls me ontop of her again. Shes telling me to fuck her harder and harder, and I am just smashing her has hard as I can while she is digging her nails into my back and I am pulling her hair (not to hard). It only takes me about 10 mins to cum.

We lie naked in bed for about an hour just making small talk. Despite the fact that I have had shit load of booze, she convinces me to give her a lift home with very little effort on her part. I didn’t see her for the rest of this weekend and she has already told me that she is busy on Friday night but wants to see me on Saturday.

I am still not sure how I feel about all this yet. I don’t know her husband as he doesn’t share this hobby that we have. The problems in their marriage are largely caused by his reaction to the financial problems that they are having. They have lost a lot of money in some bad investments and he has thrown himself into work and is completely ignoring her (or at least that is what she is telling me). But in all honestly, that sounds a lot like something that I would do if I was in that situation, I am a bit of an arsehole as I am sure I didn’t have to prove considering I just fucked another man’s wife. Its difficult to reconcile these actions of by say that he’s messing up his marriage when I have many of the same character faults (and evidently a few more).

I console myself with the fact that she made every single move from start to finish, which I am not saying excuses or absolves me from any blame at all, but at least I didn't set out to do this. Of course I could have and should have said not at every point along the way, but the feeling of a spectacular looking woman wanting to have sex with me is just too much to say no to. I have no idea how this will end but if at any point she decides that she wants to end it I will let it go without an issue. Hopefully I can just enjoy the ride for the time being.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I have no idea weather or not I will answer as I may or may not check back. Plus there are to many cum stains here saying "pics or gtfo" or "i'm the OP and I'm a fag" so there is a half decent chance that I will just never check back, but I might.

My Girlfriend for your wanking pleasure. Merry Christmas.

Helped give a Christmas trim and look what I found.  

Wwyd to these 3 for their Christmas gift

would you help eva wyrwal with her Christmas tree

Merry Christmas to all of you

Christmas cost so much think I’m gonna find a sugar daddy  I may have to start taking applications 

Recently, I was explaining to my father just how  crazy my ex was. He said, son ,I think you might be exaggerating.  I said , Dad, she is as crazy as a can of spaghetti with no noodles.  He said,  she is not crazy.  I said,  you're rite dad , she is not crazy.  They just named a fucking clock after her.  At the top of every hour,  a little bird comes out , calls her by her nickname a couple of times,  then goes back in the clock.  He said son , when one door closes,  another door gets painted.  I said dad , would you please stop ingesting LSD every night? He looked up at that moment, and said damn,  we must be camping.  I didn't realize we were in the woods until I almost ran into this tree . I said dad , we are not in the woods. Please help me finish putting the presents under the Christmas tree. My confession is that I don't believe an October evening is the correct time of year to erect a Christmas tree.  Well it's getting late, I need to go to sleep.  I can hear that little bird in the clock calling my ex by her nickname.  Good night. 

Christmas Cumslut

My younger sister said she had a secret present for me last christmas. This was said over family dinner table while we both still lived at home. I thought ok she's bought me an extra present so I will go out and buy her one too which I did. Turned out that she did buy me an extra present, but that week after we had lunch together before xmas she left her dirty laundry basket in the kitchen instead of her room where she keeps it all the time. The basket was almost always empty apart from a sheet of some sort yet underneath when i looked were some of her black lace french knickers that had been worn and on the tag label it said 'secret posessions'. Couldn't have got a better xmas present off my younger sis, she left me her dirty knickers to wank in coz she knew i'd find them

I'm a naughty little Christmas slut. Tell me something very naughty to do to myself

Whos first an wwyd to both for christmas

Just a Merry Little Christmas from Michigan!

Hey people how's it going? 36 year old SWM. Originally from Tampa, but I travel a lot for work. Looking to make a new friend here in town, NSA Meetup. I'm here on work so I'm not going to be here long but I would like to have a good time while I'm here.
I'm an open-minded fun spirited freaky individual. Sex is one of my favorite things to do. Discovered a few kinks since I became single again, and kinky seems to be my cup of tea. An average build 170 pound 5'9. 420 friendly, most important disease-free. It's so if you're down for maybe a few drinks and discreet hookup or a little online get to know each other type thing, maybe I'm your Man hit me up if you'd like to know more it's your boy Twist

I'm in Des plaines, Illinois till Christmas... So hit me up Chicago

hit up the strip club on the way home from work. I heard they had 2 for 1's and specials on VIP. They'd just remodeled the place, hired new dancers, and were trying to get people in. I'm all for titties but what I didn't expect was to see my neighbor on the stage. I know it's a down economy but holy shit. Part of me said walk, part of me said stay. It's a full nude and I really wanted to see Desi's rack so I stayed. When she made me her face went from shock to surprise to naughty smile, all in seconds. After her bit she slipped down and hit me up for a dance. I wasn't sure about it. Then she asked if my wife knew where I was. Desi just had to toss that in. Might have been a threat but the way she said it made me brush it off as play. We went back and forth a couple times and she knew with a DD rack I was already hooked. I got setup with the "neighbor price" for 4 song full nude in a private booth (hey might as well go for gold).

1st song, meh
2nd song, way hotter and a lot of joystick play. Towards the end she even went for some pants kissing.

DJ outside the curtains announced the break and a new chick on stage. I looked over at Desi and caught that naughty smile as she unzipped her purse. I thought she was going for gum until I saw the wrapper. She unzipped and wrapped me, smiling the whole time.

3rd song was a combination of her amazing hands, her huge tits, and an amazing tongue. Every time I looked down at that bobbing head I smiled. My wife knew her. I knew her husband. My kids played with her kids. And mommy was sucking my cock to pay for the Christmas presents.

By the 4th song she'd worked me so hard that the slightest touch could set me off. She used her hands to tease the wrapper off, then begged me to finish on her tits. I could have been nice, but I figured it'd be more fun to miss. The first splash went across her chin and nose. The second was neck and chest. The rest left a beautiful pearl necklace across those amazing tits. I smiled knowing she'd have some other sucker's face buried in those later.

Christmas Came Early 

Here is what happened to me on Thanksgiving I would like to know what you think I should do. It started on Wednesday. My brother in law and sister in law and there 19 year old daughter (my niece ) came for the holiday. They where going to spend the night. Everything was fine joking, drinking, and playing games. We all decided to go to bed . My bro and sis in law in our spare room and my niece on the couch. Sometime in the middle of the night I start to feel what I think is someone touching my cock through my boxers. I am a very lite sleeper. I don't move I just open one eye a little and I see my niece pulling my cock out witch has gotten rather hard by now. My wife is sleeping right next to me. My niece starts sucking my cock and with all the excitement it didn't take me long to blow my load right in her mouth. She either swallowed it or held it in I don't know. She puts my cock back in my boxers and sneaks out of my room.
In the mourning my wife tells me " Next time you have to jerk off in the middle of the night go to the bathroom so you don't shake the bed." Then the thoughts raced through my head she had no idea what really happened.
The whole day my niece didn't act any different no looks or anything. Then when they where leaving she gives me a big hug and presses here tits into me and it lasted a little longer then it should have and as she lets go she gives me this smile and then bits her bottom lip. I am not a huggy person I don't think I have hugged her in years. This was out of character for her also.
So I don't know if I should tell my wife I don't think I did anything wrong. Well maybe I could have stopped her when I saw who it was but really would anybody stop her once her mouth was on my cock. I am looking forward to Christmas they will be spending two nights then.

(Parody of The Night Before Christmas written by Clement C. Moore)

T'was the fright before Christmas. No one upset me
With a big bowl of popcorn, watching TV

I stretched, gave a yawn, settled back in my chair,
In hopes that St. Nicholson soon would be there.

The children were lying awake without sleep
They'd seen all his movies. He gives 'em the creeps.

I'd cued up Cukoo's Nest with my trusty remote,
To the part where he had all the nuts in the boat.

When out in the yard there arose such a noise,
I turned off the TV to see what it was.

And what to my wondering eyes should approach?
But the Los Angeles Lakers and Pat Riley, their coach.

The limo was racing; the team at it's heels.
That's when I saw him the man at the wheel.

He ranted and cursed. Waved round his swizzle stick.
And I knew in a second it must be Jack Nick.

More rapid than the Celtics, these Lakers they came.
He screamed like a madman and called them by name:

'Now Magic, now Worthy, now Scott and Kareem
On Cooper, on Rambus, and the rest of the team.'

Down the chimney St. Nicholson came with a groan.
Then he brushed off the soot and said, 'Honey I'm home!'

He was wearing a trench coat. With beer it was stained.
And shirt clawed to shreds by Shirley McLaine

He had a fat face, and flabby beer belly
From too many trips to the bar and the deli.

'It's tough when an actor becomes fat and lazy.
I only get calls to play weirdoes and crazies'

And middle-aged has beens with washed up careers.
But I'll fix 'em all and play Santa this year.'

And with that he buried his head in the sack
And said, 'Let's see what you get from your old buddy Jack.

'A hatchet for Daddy,' he reared back his head,
'To scare all those little buggers upstairs in bed.

'And a stiff drink for Mommy, in a nice tall glass.
She could really use something to kill that bug up her chimney!'

With a wink of his eye and a twist of his face,
He threw all the stockings into the fireplace.

What could I do? What could I say?
What would I wear on my feet Christmas Day?

I asked for a reason, and turning his head,
He looked straight at me, and here's what he said:

'Why? Do you wanna' know why? Do you really wanna' know why, Pal?

'I'll tell you why. When you're out Christmas shopping. You know, doing your little Christmas things with all your little Christmas friends, spreading all that Christmas cheer with those stupid Christmas songs. Did you ever stop and think of picking up a little something for old Jack, huh? Did you ever stop to think of what Jack might like for Christmas?

'You know, Jack, from the movies, up on the big screen? Pouring his heart out, giving it everything he's got, day in and day out, just trying as hard as he can to bring a tiny little bit of sunshine into your miserable, little hum-drum lives. Did you ever think of good old Jack, huh, for a second? No, not once! Maybe old Jack just wasn't that good, huh? Maybe I wasn't good enough in The Postman Always Rings Twice. Acted my guts out for you in that one! Cuckoo's Nest, The Shining, Witches of freaking Eastwick, Prizzi's freaking Honor! All for you pal, just to brighten things up for ya!

'Not good enough though is it? No, you want me to brighten up the Christmas season too, huh? Isn't that what you want, Pal?

'Okay, let's make things real bright around here! What do you say we decorate the tree? String up these pretty lights here! Oh, she's looking brighter already! Why don't we take this cute little angel and ram her on the top branch huh? Ha ha ha! How about some gasoline for the whole freaking thing? I mean let's make her just as bright as she can be! What do you say we light her up, and chuck her through the old picture window here, huh, pal? No sense in having a tree as bright as all that and not giving the neighbors a chance to see, don't ya think, huh?

'There, aren't you glad old Jack stopped by? Huh, huh, huh? Ha!'

The flames towered brightly in the cold wintery sky,
As he made for his limo and bade his goodbye.

And an age may unfold ere I fail to regret
That visit from St. Nicholson. Which I'd sooner forget.

But I swear by the goose bumps upon my skin
That I'll always remember that devilish grin.

And his voice crying out ere he faded from sight,
'Merry Christmas to all, and I hope I never see you again as long as I live, for crying out loud!'

I confess all I want for Christmas is to survive it without killing my boyfriend.

WHich one would u unwrap for christmas?

all I want for Christmas is a horny girl that loves to suck cock. Someone who will kiss it and stroke it and lick it, suck my balls and kiss the precum off the tip. Someone who will suck it hard and let me cum all over her face.

all I want for Christmas is a horny girl that loves to suck cock. Someone who will kiss it and stroke it and lick it, suck my balls and kiss the precum off the tip. Someone who will suck it hard and let me cum all over her face.

Fuck, world didn't end, Guess I have to do all that Christmas shopping anyway and pay those bills due by the 22 or I lose services...

Does anyone have any good/new bad parenting for christmas :)
Jessica luvs sex!

for the 12 days of christmas i have 12 faggots coming over tonight and they going to pound my faggot ass and mouth . i hope to get 12 load up my ass and 12 loads in my mouth tonight the party starts at 7 pm cant wait and hope to let you know how it goes

Christmas at the Mother-In-Law's was going really well until she asked for help stuffing the turkey...............

Anyone for "seconds"? Merry Christmas everyone!

I suggest watching Die Trilogy for Christmas fucking great movies, to bad they dont make movies like these anymore. Especially the beginning of the 3rd one, Mclane walks in the street of harlem wearing a sign that says i hate niggers LMAO...good shit

I confess that this Christmas i will be home alone with my cat.My policy over the years of being a miserly cunt has finally worked.

Looking for a video...

Blond girl, teen. Dancing to "feliz navidad" song (I wanna wish you a merry christmas from the bottom of my heart) lol.

She's dancing with some chubby boy next to her, probs her brother.

If anyone knows the vid, please post it. Thanks!

big booty bitchez i filmed while at the mall christmas shopping.

The moral free Motherless Christmas story.
"Daddy, when will Santa Claus come with my presents?"
"On Christmas morning sweetheart. That's when he visits all the girls and boys."
"I bet he'll go to Emma's house first."
"Why do you say that? I'm sure that Santa's magic means he visits all kids at the same time. Isn't that cool?"
"Emma wrote a letter to Santa. She said if he went to her house first she'd suck his cock and swallow his jizz."
"Alison! You got a minute honey?"
"What is it...I'm busy!"
"Tell your mommy what you just said."
"Fred, is this about Emma across the street sucking Santa's dick and swallowing his jizz? because if it is I've heard it before. I'm busy busy busy. I don't see you preparing the stuff for Christmas dinner."
"But..."
"But what? The whole family across the street probably suck Santa's cock. Muriel probably takes him in her ass too for all I know and Henry butt fucks Santa. You know what they're like."
"Well..yes, but our daughter shouldn't be exposed to their filth."
"Honey, your dad is a moralfag."
"Daddy's a moralfag, daddy's a moralfag!."
"Come on, let's go through to the kitchen honey. You can lick my clit while I prepare the Christmas dinner."

Who would you rather find all wrapped up under your Christmas tree?

found this and wondered if anyone could cumshop it

its a christmas present for a friend

Which Christmas present are you tearing into first?

Merry Christmas all Motherless perverts!

From redrocker & britney

(except for moralfags, they can eat shit & die)

Went to a Christmas party last night. They played the twist, so I twisted, they played jump, so I jumped, they played shout, so I shouted, then they played c'mon Eileen. I was asked to leave shortly after that.

Here's hoping every teen gets a new phone for Christmas!

Marry Christmas!!!

Best Christmas ever. As wife performs in her 1st ever gangbang... 

As a casual reader of the Motherless boards, I have always wanted to contribute, but never had a confession that I deemed good enough for the motherless boards.

To start things off, I am a nineteen year old freshmen in university, fairly good looking, and always had a thing for chubbies. Last night, my parents were out of town christmas shopping, so I took it upon myself to invite my new neighbor over to watch a movie, have a cup of coffee, and shelter her from the rain so she could smoke in peace. As soon as she came to my front door, I could tell that we were going to fuck tonight. I invited her to my place, and half an hour later she strolled up to the front door. She made it obvious that she had dressed up for the occasion, whereas I was sitting on my couch wearing pyjamas.

After sitting and watching the movie for about fifteen minutes, she grabbed my face and we began to softly make out. She was surprisingly good, especially since I later found out that she had only been with two other guys before me. After making out for about five minutes, and casually running my hand across her full tits, she took off her shirt. Before me, were two very full tits, and I couldn't help but bury my face in them. As I did this, she undid my pants and started sucking my cock, I wanted to cum as soon as she started, but I held off as long as I could.

If anybody is interested, I will continue the post.

Picture somewhat related.

Merry Christmas, I needs to fuck so good

Being Christmas I want to make a few Confessions...

Well where to start. Not really sure what to start with. In the past 10 years i have tryed alot of new sexual adventures. Such as Diaper play, Being peed on, Crossdressing, !!, Dom/Sub... Both ways, incest, bondage, i've even been payed to watch a guy jerk off, i have so many storys and i don't know where to start and i feel kinda weird just typeing this much here....guess i could start at the top

Diaper's ... i have always had a fetish with diapers seein girl's in diapers are sooo hott young and old... and recently i was dating a girl who was into wearing and using them and being cleaned up .. and then she suggested for me to try it out and see if i liked it. I have always been one to try something atleast once. So i started doing it and *blush* i turned out to really like it and when i can i enjoy doing it if i can... it's been a few months since i have been able to enjoy that type of life style ... i guess i mean if you guys and girls really wanna hear more about it or more about the other stuff .... i could share but i am sure there will be a ton of flamers ... and i don't care just some of the stuff i wanna get off my chest and see if there are other people out there like me .. if you wanna talk more on a personal level you can pm and we can chat... thanks all

Looking for the full version of this. I saw it full and without watermark. Anyone have the link? It would be my best Christmas present.

I prepared quite a feast this year for Christmas. My wife, younger daughter, and niece were here. Even my older daughter came in from college too. The fireplace was roaring, music was on, laughter, fun, parade then game on TV, and food was on the table. This year, I added a bit of Soma 350mg to the quite delicious mashed potatoes and gravy which everyone tried a heaping helping to the point it was gone. While everyone was completely passed out, blaming it on the turkey, I took the liberty of fucking my niece with long SLOW strokes (who waxes btw, didn't know that) and going down on my eldest daughter who smelled of strawberry spray. She tasted better than I had imagined and honestly I don't know why I hadn't done this before.

Tip: Don't do them in the ass because they will know when they wake up. The turkey might be a good excuse for being so tired but, won't cause your ass to be sore from a LARGE cock that went inside it and came.

And no, I didn't take a photo or video as I was TOO BUSY FUCKING.

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Last Christmas, my wife said she didn't want a present, so I didn't get her one. She went fucking mental.

"I know what I said," she moaned, "but when a girl says she doesn't want something, she means the opposite. Don't you know anything about women?"

So, using that logic, she'll be getting a cock up her arse this Christmas.

i would like to see some good videos or pictures for christmas but i cant seem to find what i want here, could anyone email me a few maybe?

Happy Christmas, y'all.

Love,

Black Santa

Wishing all you PERVERTS a horny white christmas!

need someone to come cheer me up for christmas. any ideas what you want to do to me?