It was Christmas morning, and I woke up before the rest of my family. The sweet dreams, not of presents or sugar plums but of hard cocks and glistening pussies, were fading quickly from my memory. My flannel Christmas pajamas were soaked between my legs. My hard nipples poked against my soft top. I slipped my hand beneath my pajamas and rubbed my aching clit through soft cotton panties, cooing softly. My insatiable hornin...