I had to go help with coffee.“I don’t think there’s a one-size-fits-all gift this year,” I moaned as Bree and I reached the mall. Only the foo...d court was open when we got there and we got coffee and hot chocolate while we waited and tried to make up a list.“Tony, you need a spreadsheet. There’s too many here to keep track of. Wait. Whitney’s not here.”“She will be Wednesday. I can’t very well leave her out.”“Well, you know what she wants for Christmas. Give it to her.”“I’m getting stretched a. She merely blushed and smiled as we made our way to my car. We drove out to a pecan grove near the river and madly kissed with tongues dancing as we fumbled with each other’s clothing. Kissing her and exploring as I found her doing the same. I found her clit hard and her pubic hair damp and felt her hot breath turn to a gasp on my neck as I rubbed her she started panting. We somehow found a clearing and managed to spread a blanket while continually fondling each other in what seemed to be a. ...and joked (or suggested) we save it for our lunches. After that, our lunches became engulfed with relationship stories. Miranda had gone as far to wanting me to go out with her mom. I was flattered but didn't think it wise even though my dating life was not going that great. One Friday afternoon, Miranda was sharing pictures of her and her boyfriend with me. She was flipping through them as I scanned. Miranda shocked me when she flipped to a picture of herself naked. The picture was of her. The hunter accepting the untamed reaction of the prey as they become one.The fury of their passion continued. The king bent her over the bed while holding her head down as he took her from behind. Each thrust accentuated by the sound of skin connecting. The girth of the king spreading her as the head guided the rest of the shaft into her eager hole.“Cum with me. Cum with me now!” the king growled as he continued to pump into her. Their wetness dripped to the ground at his continuous.