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I hope she answers quickly. And I hope she answers for the multiple colors of light that I see through the window right now. Hi, I'm here looking for a missus.

Hey baby. I made it after all. Come on, let's get inside.

I'm pretty sure the snow has like piled. .. Yep, okay, there it goes.

And some of it's on my ear. The snow piled up on my hoodie. Come on, let's get.

.. I know. I know you said it.

You're always right. I should have worn a coat, but, you know, I am who I am. What? Well, where would you like me to put it? It's gotta go somewhere.

It's not that bad, is it? I'm not that bad, am I? You would think you'd be happier to see me.

It's almost like you're disappointed. What were you expecting, dominoes? Please tell me you ordered dominoes, though.

I'm really fucking hungry. I just thought I could do some pizza. It's good to be home.

I see you've redecorated some in my absence. I got three questions for you. One, two, three.

Where the fuck did they come from? In fact, I think somehow you planted a magical bean, because the only way you could have gotten that in the house is it was planted here. How did you find a tree that big? How did you move a tree that big? How did you get it through the door? These are all questions that are bordering on existential for me.

But I would also like to remind you that we agreed that there'd be a minimal amount of Christmas decoration. And I'm pretty sure right here is a power cord for these kinds of flights that is trailing down into the basement. So there might be another tree down there.

We don't even use the basement, babe. Why would there be a lit Christmas tree down there? You took advantage of this, didn't you? You took advantage of the opportunity to be festive while I wasn't looking.

All right. Tell me the good news then. Where's my present? I see a lot of trees.

I don't see any presents under them. I'm kidding, baby. It's just good to be home.

I didn't think I was ever going to get through the snowstorm, but I got through eventually. Some people weren't quite as lucky. Just fender benders, though, from what I could see.

So hopefully everybody gets home safe. But I was most concerned about getting home to you. Even though you seem to have a fetish for Christmas lights.

And trees. I don't even know if it's Christmas trees, but it's just trees in general. There's a lot more foliage in here than there once was.

Come here. Chin up. I love you.

You know, the Christmas lights do compliment you. My pretty girl. You look good even in disco-esque lights.

It's honestly hard to discern the finer points of your features, but I remember them. Mostly by touch. I missed that the most.

Yeah. Calling was great. It's always good to hear from you.

But it's nothing like being able to hold your hands like this. To be able to drip snow on our floors like this. I just want to be able to be close to you.

You didn't gut our couch for more wood for a fake Christmas tree or something, did you? If I sit down on it, is it going to support our weight? Okay.

Ah, babe. It's good to see you. It's good to be here.

It's good that we have a fireplace. Something I didn't expect that I would say. I couldn't have imagined a time before where I would have appreciated a fireplace, but you talked me into it.

Okay, once again, you were right. You're not going to be right about the three stooges you brought into the house here, though. Also, our electricity bill has to be off the fucking charts.

I'm going to be looking at it very closely. And I think sometimes I might be able to request a graph. I want to see where the spike was.

I want to know exactly when you installed the entire neighborhood's supply of Christmas lights. You know my sass is just my way of saying that I miss you. You can put up as many lights as you want.

Maybe not as many as you want, but a lot. I'll tolerate a lot. Okay, this is the closest I get to festivity.

Staying warm is nice. But I do think I'd rather take some of these layers off. There are better ways we could stay warm, anyhow.

Agreed? I thought you might. All right, not the shirt.

Okay, it's a little, like, it's kind of, oh, it's sticking to me. Winter's the worst. The snow is pretty.

You're prettier. But I do have an appreciation for it. That said, it tried to keep us apart, so, I don't know.

Snow may be kind of jealous. I'd say it has good reason for that, though. Don't you? Do I have to warm you up a little further before your clothes come off? I mean, I can take the rest of mine off first.

But then we've got a bit of a C, F, and M situation. And I'm pretty sure I was the one that was out in the cold. So I think it makes more sense if you.

.. Okay. That's okay with me.

We'll get down there. That's your favorite position, isn't it? Well, one of your favorite positions.

Not your favorite, but it's pretty up there. It's pretty up there, as I recall. Now, this I missed the most.

Your mouth is a great way to stay warm. I've been keeping in practice, baby. Mmm.

That's a good girl. I wouldn't want you getting sloppy on me. Well, getting sloppy is not so bad, but.

.. Speaking of. ..

But I want your technique. .. It's always this.

My mind's starting to blank. Good fucking girl. Is this my Christmas present? You know that's the one gift that I'll always accept.

Is this all you planned on? I'm pretty sure Christmas is supposed to be for more than one person. Come here.

Come on. Get up on my lap. Hi.

Grind. It feels good. Mmm.

I want your clothes off, too. How about you let me help you take the shirt off, at least? Still, arms up.

Ahh. Mmm. It really is a Christmas present for me, isn't it? No bra is just the way I like her.

And then we gotta take care of that last layer between us. Alright, you might have to stand up for that one, sorry. There's a lot less room to maneuver here, I'm just trying to.

.. There we go. Good girl.

Here. I kinda wanna try something. This may be a bit geometrically challenging, but hopefully you're up for it.

Scoot out a little bit so there's some more room here. I wanna finger you while you're on my lap. There we go.

I just needed that little extra space there. I'm not as hand-crampy. Mmm.

How does my thumb feel on your clit? Mmm, good. I love the way you look, riding my finger.

It's really fuckin' hot. I'm not gonna lie, it's really hot. It's really fuckin' hot.

You want something else in your pussy? I thought you might. Like I said, Christmas is supposed to be celebrated by two people.

And apparently three trees. So. ..

So. .. Alright.

I'm stretching. .. I'm stretching my concentration here.

I'm trying to. .. make sure you get a good finger-fucking.

I can't also concentrate on working my tongue. You know damn well that's a lie, but. ..

I just like to be able to talk to tease you. I've always gotten the impression that you enjoy that bit of it. My good girl.

The only one that's probably on the good and naughty list. You wanna ride me? You wanna ride me? I'm so fuckin' ready for that.

Come on. Melt me. It's Christmas, we don't need a condom.

Fuck. Fuck. Oh God, you are really tight.

You would think with fewer layers between us that you'd not feel tighter. Come on. That's it.

Come on. That's right. It's so much better once we sync up.

As much as I enjoy letting you take care of me, I wanna fuck back. Fuck. You definitely have the advantage here, though.

Being on top tends to confer that. You know what? I think it's your turn.

I'm gonna put you down on the couch. You gotta slide out. Sorry, I didn't think about this too much before I.

.. Now I'm gonna be on my knees. It's Christmas.

Come on. Good girl. We taste pretty good.

Forget the cookies. Mm. No.

Keep the legs apart. Mm-hmm. Mm.

Such a good girl from here. I'm waiting so patiently. That's why I always take my time with you.