Info - first time saying I love you, thanksgiving, oral (Fem receiving)
I had been working hard all day on the meal. I wanted everything to be perfect. It was a pity that we'd started dating in the summer. No important holidays had passed and I didn't have an excuse to spoil here and show her just all the things I would do for her if given the chance.
I had set up a cozy blanket fort. I had a starry projector on and a laptop placed in the fort where luxurious pillows and blankets crowded together.
The wine I'd bought us was expensive. I had many small gifts for her. I wondered if I'd even be able to one up myself when Christmas came. I'd even strung fairy lights on the ceiling.
I needed this all to go well. I needed her to know how I felt. I also, really needed her to consider saying back to me what I planned on saying to her. It would be nerve wracking, but thrilling.
"Welcome home baby!" I said with a beaming smile.
"Oh Timmy," she gasped. I saw that her eyes glittered with tears. Her gaze darted every which way as she tried to take it all in.
"Tim, what is all this?" She asked me.
"Out of everything I have, I'm most thankful for you," I said carefully. I tried to gauge her reaction.
She was looking at it all. I didn't know what to do. Her eyes slid to mine and I smiled lightly. She smiled back.
"I'm thankful for you too," she said shyly.
"And baby," I said, and moved closer. I took her in my arms. She smelled like peaches. I loved that she wore that perfume to tease me. I loved everything about her.
"I love you," I said into her hair.
"You do?" She breathed. She sounded surprised as if she couldn't believe I was being honest.
"Yes, so damn much," I said. I pulled back do I could look in her eyes. I scanned her face as she looked at me earnestly.
"You really mean it?" She sniffled.
"Oh of course I do," I said.
"I love you too," she said emotionally. She squeezed me so hard it almost hurt. She was perfect. I hugged her back, just as tight.
"You really did all this for me?"
"I did, I'd do anything for you I swear," I promised her.
"Oh Timmy," she sighed.
We chatted over dinner. She was smiling and laughing and making happy conversation. Later, when we went to the fort, I held her. I loved holding her. I played with her hair. I kissed her neck.
"I'm so thankful for you," I murmured into her skin as the movie played.
"I'm so thankful for you," she replied. "And I love you."
The movie was forgotten as I slinked around her. I pulled down her pant. I began to lap at her pussy. My hands held hers as I suckled and buried my head.
"Oh Timothée, Timmy, it feels so good," she whined.
"Love you," I mumbled into her cunt. I was feasting. If this was all I ate for the rest of my life I'd be happy.
"Mmmmm," I moaned into her heat. She was wet and my mouth made the most erotic noises.
"I love you!" She cried. "Oh I love you so much."
Her fingers knotted in my curls. I was panting and salivating over her pussy. I humped the soft pillows I'd set down.
"My boy," she squealed and her hips jutted up. Her wetness coated my mouth. I moaned happily into her. I covered her hands that were placed on my head.
"So thankful for you," I sighed as I licked her slick off my lips.
"I'm thankful for you too."
