I lifted her skirt and kissed the soft brush of blonde curls then twisted her around and urged her back to the cushions of the sofa. There would be no eggnog in the back yard either, it was bring it in if you wanted it. Helium balloons drifted on long strings or freely against the ceilings. When she climaxed a wash of fluids dripped from her which I licked off. “Holy shit girl, that was good but now I have to fuck you.”
Holly chirped a happy laugh then moved up beside me and offered “you won’t need to use anything but get out before you finish.”
She was on her stomach with two pillows under her stomach which raised her pussy off the bed. She must have thought I was a real bastard to Holly because I would flirt openly with her whenever we got together; but she did flirt back.
