Date: 12/8/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: griffen1, Source: xHamster
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house... Who am I k**ding, except for me, there were no creatures in my house to stir--at least no mammals. My lover had moved out three weeks ago. I didn't mind her going so much, but she took the elegant Siamese Amberdrake with her. We had a long hard custody battle over the cat, but in the end, I had to admit that Amber had move in with her, so she got to take him when she left. So here I was alone, again, for the holidays. I had my viewing all picked out for the next day, starting with Miracle on 34th Street, and ending with The Bishop's Wife. I had my miniature turkey (e.g. Rock Cornish Game Hen) all stuffed and ready to go in the oven, and I had bought a pecan pie for desert. Under my Christmas tree were the grab bag gift from work and the fruitcake my bank sent me each year. Usually, I take the cake to the park the day after Christmas and crumbled it up for the pigeons; they deserve a holiday treat too. It's not that I hadn't had invitations from several friends to spend the holidays with them. But I always felt in the way when I visited all those happy couples. Last year, when I still had a significant other, I spent the holidays with two pairs of my closest friends. But now that I'm single again, I insist on spending Christmas alone. Is that logic for you, or what? I sat in the window watching it snow for a couple of hours before going to bed. In New York, the snow turns gray within hours, but just now, in it's ...