Page 128 of Merry Christmas, You Filthy Animal
Next, I go to the weather app to see what the day has in store for us. More snow this morning, but then it should lighten up in the afternoon. I glance out the window and see that we probably did get about a foot of snow. Still no power, but I know the crew will be working on it as soon as they get to the roads, which will be cleared sooner rather than later. I heard the plows working hard last night.
The one good thing about living in the mountains is that even though it snows a lot more than, let’s say Denver, we have a better plow system, and we can usually be out and about on the roads faster.
My phone vibrates with a text, and I smile as I open up Cole’s response.
Cole:Jesus, dude, the details.
Max:You want the details? Oh, okay. It started with her snuggling into me at night, a real one-bed situation, and then she stuck my hand up her shirt, and I caressed her breast. She has the sexiest fucking tits ever. I was hard as a stone.
Cole:NO! I DON’T want the details. Stop . . . just . . . stop.
Max:Well, that wasn’t very clear. If you plan to use sarcasm in your messages, you’ll have to be more direct.
Cole:It’s too early for this. Is the farm okay?
Max:That’s what you care about? The farm? I just told you she sat on my face, and you’re not going to say anything to that?
Cole:I don’t know why you’re telling me this. Storee is the one you’re in cahoots with.
Max:Huh, you’re right. Let me text her. BTW farm is closed today. Take the time off, I’ll let the employees know, and don’tworry, I’ll check on the reindeer. Also, maybe let your wife sit on your face today.
Cole:I don’t need your advice on where my wife fucking sits. She knows exactly where to sit when it comes to me.
Max:Yikes. Maybe have some coffee. You’re coming off grumpy.
I switch text threads and send a text to Storee.
Max:She sat on my face, and I made her come.
It takes about two seconds for Storee to respond, which is another reason I probably should have texted her first.
Storee:OMG!! SHE SAT ON YOUR FACE!!!! That’s so exciting. Was it the best thing ever?
Max:I want my face to be her seat for the rest of time.
Storee:You know, Cole has said something along those lines to me. Looks like you two have a lot more in common than I thought. Man, I didn’t think you’d be a face seater.
Max:Is that the proper term?
Storee:I’m making it. Seriously, I guess I never thought about how you would perform in bed. Let me ask you this... did you perform well?
Max:Can I be detailed?
Storee:Please.
Max:Clearly, I’m best friends with the wrong person. *Clears throat* I made her come twice last night. First time she dry-humped the fuck out of my cock, and then I came all over her tits.
Storee:Ooo, a dry-hump, cum-to-tit shot. That’s amazing. Did she like it?
Max:A lot. Even asked if that was me claiming her, and I said yes.
Storee:OMG, this is the sweetest thing.
Max:And then of course right after, I couldn’t contain myself and started playing with her again, but then she went down on me, and, Storee, I’ve never been sucked like that before.
Storee:I’m so happy for you.
Max:And then that’s when she sat on my face, and I played with her tits while fucking her with my tongue.
