We got a little tree this year and draped it in our weird. A lobster angel, threaded cheeto garlands, curls of copper wire, it's our homage to the season. We both have families, but chose alone together instead, with love...

With a smoky smirk, she leans back and eases open wide.Her cunny's tinged a deeper pink already, spreading wider as I watch.Hairless as a babe, her tangled blond vee is a memory."I was bored. You like?""Oh yes. Maybe I'll...""Don't you...