We all had placed our friends’ presents around it when we arrived. With twenty-three high schoolers, plus T-Sully, there must have been close to one...hundred wrapped up presents. Heck, I had eleven there, myself, although a couple were just gift cards for Anthony and Tina, Wayne, and Jennifer.I made sure that my five girls, plus Eda and Sammy all opened their presents at the same time. All of them loved their personalized jewelry sets, although Sammy and E both gave me a little grief at not. Neither is the hand that is running gently down my side, fingertips brushing the underside of my breast before continuing down to my hip. I give up on remembering. I have more important things to attend to.I wriggle around to face you, careful not to dislodge the blankets and let cold air into the cocoon that we're currently laying in. Before I can say anything, you hush me by pressing your lips to mine, kissing me as though you might die if you don't. After a few seconds I've become convinced. As I got to the bottom of the stairs I could see it was snowing again looking through the door window. The kettle was boiling as Kirsten came down the stairs wrapped in the duvet and came across to me, I asked her "Tea or Coffee?". I felt her arms and duvet wrap around me, her breasts rubbing against my back and kissing me back, she whispered in my ear "Tea please", so I made a pot. I spun around still in Kirsten's arms, looking into her gorgeous blue eyes, we passionately kissed exchanging. His thumb brushed my nipple, it was already hard, achingly hard, and then he rotated his thumb, circling the scrunched skin of my areola, and I whimpered against his lips. Placing his whole hand over my tit, he squeezed gently, and then again, but now more vigorously, at the same time his other hand crushes my right buttock firmly, whilst he draws me confidently in against his torso.Adrian’s tongue is surveying my mouth, constantly swirling, and exploring its depths. His moist warm breath.