More From Rachel Aldana's Christmas Shoot

It read: 12:01am. I need some sleep. I shut out the lights and head down to the bedroom, where my beautiful wife is still naked on top of the covers sleeping. As I approached the left side of the bed, I lean down and kiss her on the cheek. After shedding my clothes, I climb into bed and snuggle up to her, quickly falling asleep. CHAPTER 6 The sunlight barnstormed through the window making it uncomfortable for any Big Boobs further sleep. I looked around, but I was alone in the bed. I got out of bed to go take care of my morning bathroom activities. I hear Dakota and Jill chatting in the kitchen. The ladies are laughing, which is a good start to any day. Taking a quick shower and dressing in dress pants and a long-sleeved dress shirt, I opened Brunette the fire box and take out another 5 $100 bills. I grab my wallet, my cell phone, and keys. I head out towards the kitchen. Jill and Dakota were having a good laugh over eggs and toast. I notice, no Tina. “Good Morning my darlings. Where’s the missing elf?” “Still in bed” Jill tells me. “Anyone try to wake her. We’re do at the Police station in about 90 minutes.” Dakota got up and headed down the hall. “Tina…. Tina Darling…. Daddy wants you to get up.” I hear Dakota saying to our slumbering elf. Jill drops a paper plate of scrambled eggs, toast, sausage links in front of me with my glass of pineapple juice. “Mmmm, Darling. Thank you. I love you.” I say to my smiling gorgeous wife. When I walked through the archway the alarm sounded (Ben and / or my jewellery). “Brad, please...” “Sire,” Heinrich the prince’s groomsman cautioned, “The time passes, the world cup soccer tournament.” Big Boobs Special Agent Wade was happy that we came along to add some strength to the DEA side of the equation. I'm relieved Sophie is taking care of his load, I really dislike the taste of cum. I could feel the vibrations on my cock, but having just cum, had staying power. Her tits pushed past her open blouse and pointed her hard nipples triumphantly up Brunette at the ceiling. My inner voices were arguing back and forth. That part wasn’t completely false. Now lick it” “Such a slut,” I whimpered, my pussy throbbing with bruised delight.