Here we are as in olden days happy golden days of yore faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more through the years we all will be together if the fates allow hang a shining star upon the highest bough and have yourself a merry little christmas now
Kissing under a mistletoe you moaned softly against her lips, happiness spreading all over the place, she looked so cute on her winter coat, red gloves and hood.
You prayed that time would stop so you could spent the rest of your life staring at her laughing and running on the snow covered road from a pissed snow haired latina, all so christimacy and funny and warm despite the killer cold. It's been a year since you are together, more like a lifetime. And if you had to start over and do it again you would.
That night you partied and saw fireworks through it, you were alone and cozy by the fireplace, cuddling together. She seemed to drift of to a peaceful slumber but you brought her back by kissing her neck and blowing air on her ear, she was suddenly very aware of your growing desire and hers, you promised you'd wait till she felt like doing it.
She took you by the hand and led you to the bedroom, a big king sized bed inviting you in, she pushed you making you fall with your back on it standing on your elbows while she undressed you and herself.
You didn't ask if she was fine with it because her eyes never looked so sure of herself, so you went with it, not like you weren't dying to make her feel good, but you were feeling a little bit insecure, it was her first time after all.
But when she is inches from your mouth, hot breathe on you and she says so passionately that she loves you and you say it back, well all your doubts go away, and you'll be as gentle as possible that's till she wants you to be rough.
