My family's holiday tradition includes free sex and casual conversation

As the clock strikes midnight on Christmas Eve, my family and I engage in our annual tradition. We exchange gifts, enjoy a hearty meal, and then indulge in some steamy, uninhibited sex. It's a time when we let our inhibitions down and embrace our primal desires. This year, I was the lucky one to be the recipient of my wife's affections. As we retreated outdoors, the cold air only served to heighten our passion. Our bodies intertwined, our moans echoing through the empty rooms, we lost ourselves in the throes of pleasure. The thrill of the outdoor setting, the risk of being discovered, only served to intensify our experience. As I took her from behind, my hands exploring every inch of her, I couldn't help but wonder if this was what Christmas had always been about. The raw, unfiltered passion between a man and a woman, the casual conversation that followed, only serving to strengthen our connection. And as we finally caught our breath, I knew that this was a tradition I wouldn't mind repeating anytime.