During yet another very dry and bleak holiday season, Simone Evans, a high school English teacher, finds herself in the most unlikely friendship with Jordan Jackson- an ex con.
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Christmas Morning
December 25, 2020 was definitely a Christmas that Jordan would never forget.
He never really enjoyed any of the holidays before, because there's never been a reason to. There's never been anything really worth celebrating in his life. But that year? That year was different. That year he had someone to spend it with. He felt like he finally had a place in the world for the first time in 31 years. He felt a sense of belonging that he's never experienced before.
"Good morning baby," Simone woke him up that morning with soft butterfly like kisses all over his face. But that wasn't the only thing that woke him up though— because what she was doing with her hands inside of his pants woke up his senses much faster than any kiss she could give him.
"Merry Christmas," she whispered. She met his lips with hers when his eyes fully opened, deepening the kiss until Jordan eventually pulled away from her.
"M— merry Christmas," his voice came out kind of hoarse and raspy. "What are you doing?"
"What's it look like?" She whispered.
She moved down on his bed so she was face to face with the up and down motions she was keeping up in his sweatpants. But she eventuality pulled them and his underwear down to give her more room to work.
"Suck it," Jordan swiped his thumb across her cheek as he watched her jerk him off.
Simone likes when he tells her what to do, and he's definitely become more vocal about the things he likes and doesn't like. And one thing he absolutely loves? When she gives him head.
His view that morning was absolutely amazing as she watched his dick disappear in her mouth. She sucked him off like she was being compensated for it, even using her hand to give his balls an equal amount of attention too.
"Simone," he grabbed a fist full of her hair through her silk bonnet as she took all of him in her mouth— down her throat.
"Fuck Simone..." he threw his head back against the pillows, trying his best not to cum as he felt the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat.
And he did try, he really did, but he couldn't hold it as long as he would have liked to.
He tried to push her away from him, but she wouldn't stop. She kept going, swallowing every drop of cum that she milked out of him.
"My fucking God," Jordan had no other words to express the pure pleasurable sensation he just felt.
Simone didn't respond though. She just pulled his large t-shirt over her head and laid down on her back.
"Fuck me," she pulled him towards her.
"Can I get a second," he still hadn't fully recuperated from that first nut yet.
