Joy arched her back with pleasure, letting out a low moan as the pine needles brushed her cheekbones. She gasped as she came, her fingers gently guiding the vibrating dildo across her clit. It was dripping with warm wetness as she let it drop to the floor, both hands caressing her exposed stomach, traveling aimlessly toward her hardened nipples.
Joy rubbed her pale breasts while her pulse slowed down and she caught her breath. In her excitement, she had sent wrapping paper and ribbon flying, eventually climaxing while staring up into the Christmas tree. She smiled to herself as she remembered how this had started, a last minute trip to the mall for a final present. Joy had been killing time in Victoria's Secret while the lines grew shorter at the calendar kiosk and had then stumbled across it... the black velvet bustier that would bring any man to his knees. The whale bones melted against Joy's curves and her white breasts popped temptingly over the subtle black lace at the top. She imagined an inevitable fight with Patrick ending when she simply dropped her bathrobe and stood before him in the bustier. Joy had become wet simply trying it on, imagining the black satin garters sliding temptingly down her smooth thighs. Onto the credit card it had gone and while wrapping it to go under the Christmas tree, Joy couldn't help herself.
