- >Twas the night before Christmas day, and there was a frightening amount of creatures stirring
- >Dash had invited you out, on Christmas eve for some reason, to go to her place
- >At the moment the house was empty except for you and Rainbow
- >Both of you and the few vermin, shooed away to other rooms by Dash’s large bat
- >Oh, and this 6-pack of blueberry beer
- >Since the first time you guys had hooked up, you only had it at special occasions
- “Dash, where are your parents anyway?”
- >She sat next to you on the couch and sipped her beer before giving you a small shrug
- >For any other person you knew this would be alarming
- >Good thing it was Dash
- >Sort of
- “Well, I got to ask, what are the beers for?”
- > “Uh, because it’s Christmas?”
- “That’s not till tomorrow”
- > “Whatever, besides, you’re probably busy tomorrow”
- >That was true, you had planned on spending Christmas with your family
- >It was the one time of year you literally got rewarded for the time spent there
- “Alright, well what was it that you wanted to show me”
- >She sits up straighter and finishes her sip on the edge of her seat
- > “Dammit, I nearly forgot!”
- >Standing up, she moved over to the other side of the small table and looked back to you
- > “Wait here and don’t move”
- >Cocking an eyebrow you watch Dash breathe out slowly before moving towards another room
- >She stops at the door and turns back to you
- >You sip a beer while trying to maintain the eye contact
- > “Alright, close your eyes”
- “Not going to jump out a window are you?”
- > “Shut up and do it”
- >Rolling them beforehand, you close your eyes and hear Dash move away
- >While you wait, you take a couple more drinks from your bottle before it was empty
- >You could swear that you heard Dash doing something back there
- >The way she was being so secretive made you suspect the worst
- >Dash, being an awful prankster, might be getting some sort of acme product for your
- >In the other room you hear Dash grunt as she struggled with something
- >It might be a catapult
- >Or, it could be Dash masterbating
- >Dammit, this was the worst possible time to have sexy thoughts
- >You had to be on guard for anything
- >After a few moments of tense silence, you hear footsteps
- > “Don’t open your eyes yet”
- >Dash seemed worried, a totally unrealistic character trait
- >She must have something very twitchy to handle in store
- “Can you tell me what it is?”
- > “It’s a surprise, idiot, why would I tell you?”
- >Dash was not very good at keeping secrets, except for her pranks
- >You heard her move closer to you
- >A sweat began to grow on your cool face
- > “Alright...open them up”
- >You open one eye very quick to scope out the scene for traps
- >Instead, all you got was a blur of red and teal
- >Wait, what could Dash be showing you that was both teal and red?
- >It was a Christmas miracle, that’s what
- >Before you, Dash stood clothed in a very revealing Christmas themed outfit
- >A short red shirt made of some velvet like material hung over her chest tightly
- >Her naked curve could be traced as the fabric stopped just short of where her breasts ended
- >The shirt must have been made for a smaller chested girl, as it showed a fair amount of under cleavage
- >The clothes showed off her muscular torso, the abs not being covered at all
- >The skirt was tight and small, made of the same stuff the shirt was made of
- >It had a small cotton frill at the end of it which traced horizontally along her toned thighs
- >An odd feature of the skirt was the small cut at it’s top
- >A triangular piece of it had been removed and revealed what looked like a small thong
- >It was red and white striped, keeping to the Christmas them, and seemed to barely cover anything
- >Dash shifted her pose as you admired the outfit before you
- >She also wore a small santa hat, though it was far from important to the rest
- >You blink a couple of times before Dash turns around in front of your
- >The look of smugness on her face made you wish you could retort
- >What happened next, however, seemed to disarm all objections to her attitude
- >First, she raised her hands high over her head and arched her back away from you
- >Next, she bent over till her fingers brushed the carpeted floor
- >The underwear she had on was, as you had guessed, a red thong
- >A majority of the cloth was lost between the folds of Dash’s ass
- >The skirt covered only a small portion of the thong’s back, letting it ride above it’s top trim
- >Dash’s toned ass stuck out at you and seemed to pull you in
- >You felt the need to say something, but nothing intelligent enough came to mind
- >She stood up again and placed a hand on her right hip
- >A triumphant look was on her face as she turned around to gloat
- >Dash was an arrogant person, but you had to admit she could pull it off
- > “So, like the look?”
- >You stare into her overly cocky magenta eyes with awe filling yours
- >In secret, you felt the smugness from Dash was a bit nauseating as her head inflated
- “Holy shit Dash”
- >Obviously you’d had a little too much to drink already if you thought that was a response
- >Dash seemed pleased with it however and strode towards you
- > “Well, ready for the next one?”
- >And out comes Macbeth’s dagger to your heart
- >The twist was coming, the dress was bait for the trap
- >Honestly, you were trying to be paranoid but two large breasts needed your attention more
- >Dash leaned forward, giving you quite the view of where they hugged close together
- > “Anon, you there?”
- “You expect me to answer with those things in my face?”
- >She laughed a knowing laugh to mock you
- >Rainbow hair, in technicolor strands, fell down and framed the large bust before you
- > “Anon, we’ve got two gifts to go through, just chill and let me do my thing”
- “Dash you play soccer. Your ‘thing’ is kicking balls”
- > “You’re not into that are you?”
- >That statement made you snap away from the large bust to look Dash in the eyes
- >A large grin was plastered on her face as she straightened up again
- >Picking up her foot, she placed it lightly onto your crotch
- > “You sure?”
- >Very carefully, you eyed her back and spoke slowly to her
- “Dash, do you plan to prank me today?”
- > “What? No dude, this is a sexy day. I was feeling like sex so I bought this thing”
- >She snapped the string of her thong before looking back to you
- >Taking her foot away, she placed it back on the ground
- > “Alright, I’ve been horny all day can you just shut up and play along already?”
- “How is it my fault that YOU were horny all day? I wasn’t”
- > “Do you want the gifts or not? Ten seconds”
- “Dash-”
- > “Ten, nine, eight..”
- “Alright, alright, fuck it, I’ll play along”
- > “Finally, god. Fuck, I lost my momentum, hold on”
- >She stands up and throws her hair back behind her shoulders
- >You reach for a beer as she does the same
- >Both of you share a couple of bravery sips before Dash sets her down
- > “Okay, now, where was I?”
- “Something something like the look”
- > “Right right right, okay.”
- >She resumes her earlier pose, albeit it was more comical now
- >Walking towards you she begins to slow down till her movements were miniscule
- >Leaning forward, she places a finger on your chest
- >Pushing you back against the couch she gets one knee on the couch
- >As the other knee gets onto it, she lets her thighs rest a little on yours as she straddles you
- >Dash was a bit shorter than you, so she had to straighten up to get her chest to your face
- >Small, practised breaths made the teal breasts almost sway, putting you in a trance
- >Her left hand was above you shoulder, helping her stay balanced over you
- >The right hand went to your cheek and you felt her soft hand glide over your jawline
- >After reaching it’s end, they continued up through your hair and to the back of your head
- >There, they gripped the hair and pulled you into her chest
- >At first you were shocked by the rough handling, but soon could care less
- >The warmth of her chest swept over your face, warming it quite nicely
- >As she let you rest there, she pet the back of your hair, her small hands pressing you further in
- >Eventually, she pulls you away, slower and gentler this time
- > “Okay, ready for your second gift?”
- “Of course”
- >She smiles that same cocky grin, a fire lighting up in her eyes
- > “Now close your eyes”
- >Rolling them once more, you do so and wait for her
- >She grabs the bottom of your t-shirt and pulls up on it
- >Lifting your arms, she manages to get it completely off of your chest
- >You felt a little exposed, it was the middle of december
- >Given what Dash was wearing however, you could hardly complain
- >Your brief worry over getting cold was subsided as Dash put a finger on your lips
- > “Now, just let me do my work”
- “Seriously?”
- > “Shut up so I can focus. Better?”
- >You stop talking and let her finger pull downwards onto your chin
- >The finger traces it’s way down from the tip of your chin down your throat to your chest
- >A small wave of chills crawls over your skin in the wake of the small fingertip’s path
- >You start to breath a little faster as your heartbeat rises in it’s tempo
- >As you hear Dash lick her lips in the quiet room, you also hear the sound of blood rushing in your ear
- >The silence added some tension to the finger’s journey as it reached your navel
- >She traced it slowly with a small circle before continuing downward
- >Eventually, she reached your pant line before taking the finger away
- >Just when you thought she was moving to somewhere else you felt her whole hand
- >Place right over your unnoticed erection
- >It seems that with all of this teasing, your lower half had decided to join in
- > “Now how long has this been here?”
- “Your guess is as good as mine. I’ve been a bit distracted”
- >She laughs and gives it a good couple squeezes from above the fabric
- >Then she seems to try and measure out the length of your engorged member
- > “You know, I always wondered how you hide a dick”
- “It’s mostly just luck and circumstance”
- > “God damn dude, hold on”
- >She busily works on your button and fly for some few seconds
- >After she gets through them both she reveals your underwear
- >Quickly, she snatches up your length and pulls it free from it’s cloth housing
- >She takes it into her hand and toys with it for a bit, holding it all the while
- > “Just...damn, how do you not play with this thing all the time”
- “Believe me, if I could, I would”
- >From the sound of it, Dash seemed to be utterly baffled by your erection
- > “Crap, gotta get back on track”
- >Letting go of your member, she let it fall up towards your stomach
- >You feel Dash shift off of the couch completely and get on the floor
- >A weight bears down on your thighs and you feel Dash put her hands on your legs
- > “Anon, open your eyes”
- >Blinking them open, you let the blurriness subside before looking down
- >Her breasts were resting on your legs, pushing them up even more
- >From this angle, it was made even clearer that Dash lack a bra at the moment
- >All that stood from her chest’s exposure was that small red shirt
- >She looked up to you with pursed lips from her place between your legs
- > “So, anon, hand...”
- >Her hand moved to your erection once again and slowly stroked it as she paused
- >Slowing it down she moves her face closer to it, letting hot breaths flow over it’s tip
- >Clumps of hair were barely touching your legs, raising the skin there and adding to the teasing
- > “...Or maybe you prefer mouth?”
- >The tip of her tongue slides out between her now pursed lips
- >She brings it in close till it’s barely touching it, her nose breathing of it’s head
- >A grin comes over her face and she almost retracts the tongue
- >Instead, she closes her eyes and quickly drops down to your testicles
- >Touching her tongue to the base of your shaft, she drags the tongue upward
- >Every inch summons up goosebumps along your arms and raises the hairs there
- >Slowly, her tongue reaches the tip and she gives your head a flick
- >After the flick, she moved back and gave the head a quick and small kiss
- >Pulling back she gives you a large, ego fueled grin
- “It’s a bit leading isn’t it?”
- > “Maybe, go ahead and choose”
- >She rests her head on your thigh, letting soft hair falling over your leg
- “Well, I’d like to say mouth-”
- >Dash moves her mouth to your shaft once more
- >Before she makes it however you stop her ead with your hand
- “But now I’m thinking hand”
- > “Hand? What’re you, stupid?”
- “Maybe I wanted to return the favor, did you think of that?”
- >She squints at you for a second before she understands
- > “Hell Anon, you don’t need to be a wuss, just switch when we’re done”
- “So like after every sports game you lose?”
- >She squeezes your member rather hard and glares at you
- > “I like to work off my stress, is that so wrong?”
- “Jeez, it’s fine just ease up on the grip!”
- >Letting go she folds her arms underneath her small shirt and frowns
- > “Sorry, it’s just that I didn’t run one out for a couple of days now”
- >She eyes your junk with wide, magenta eyes longingly
- “Well, working out your stress through blowjobs and sex is cool with me”
- > “Yeah, I am pretty damn good at them”
- >Moving her hand back to your shaft, a little gentler now, she starts stroking
- > “So, mouth then?”
- “Sounds great”
- > “Fucking finally, been waiting for this crap”
- >Lowering her head down to your tip, she stops and glares up at you
- > “Oh, and if you cum early or fall asleep? I swear I’ll break your face”
- >Following this, she began sucking on the head of your erection
- >Her tongue lapped at it inside of her mouth, dancing across it’s seam
- >Pulling her head up, she quickly strokes your head as she licks her lips
- >She cracks her neck and then returns to your shaft, removing her hand the instant before
- >Going an inch or two further than the head, she continues to bob up and down
- >Her tongue spirals around like a soft coil with each stroke
- >With each movement, small streams of hot air blow over your groin from her nose
- >You let your head loll back against the back of the couch in bliss
- >Starting feel your breath come in short bursts, a sudden sensation below you makes you jump
- >Dash had taken her hand that didn’t grab at the base of your shaft away from your leg
- >She had then evidently taken off her hat before starting to massage your balls
- >Lowering her head over more than half of your length, she looks up to you
- >Her large eyes stare into yours in an almost hypnotic way as she drains you of stamina
- >Squinting her eyes, she takes on a somehow more attractive look to her face
- >Taking more and more of you into her mouth, she starts to struggle with effort
- >Your engorged member throbs inside of her throat with eager determination
- >Suddenly, all of the things Dash was doing hit some perfect harmony
- >With each stroke, she rubbed the base of your shaft and massaged your balls
- >The pattern built in speed till it was at a healthy clip
- >A force pushes against your gut and signals your imminent ejaculation
- “Uh, Dash, I’m gonna-”
- > “Okay, here, finish in my mouth”
- >She had lifted her head in response to your information before retuning
- >A deep breath presses the side of her breasts to your spread legs
- >With a quick movement, she deep throats your entire length down to the hilt
- >Her small nose bristles against the skin they're, making you twitch as her breath fell over it
- >Dash’s tongues shifts inside of her mouth as she tries to accommodate your girth
- >Finally, you grab a handful of Rainbow hair and force Dash’s head close to you
- >The pressure flies through your twitching erection as you cum
- >Ropes of semen fly directly into Dash’s mouth as she swallows them with practised timing
- >As you finish, Dash massages your balls further to drain you of every last drop
- >Sucking on the tip, she finds that the erection had been tapped out
- >Pulling away, she licks her lips and grins, pleased with her own expertise
- > “Like the gift?”
- “Best one so far”
- > “Well, there’s still time you know”
- >She raises her eyebrows suggestively a few times, making you sigh deeply
- “Yeah yeah, I get it. Just get on the couch already”
- > “What? You’re not even going to pretend to be coy?”
- “Dash, we do this every Saturday. Well, maybe not with the Christmas themed outfits, but still”
- > “Oh, you want to stop?”
- “No, obviously”
- >She pouted and looked away, ironically making her look rather cute
- “Holy shit, just sit on the couch for your turn already”
- > “Good, now stop being an ass every five damn seconds”
- >Your eyes were beginning to hurt after all of this rolling they were doing today
- >On your knees, you look back to Dash who sat with her legs crossed
- >The small mini skirt was still on her, though it wasn’t hiding much at this angle
- >Her rather slender legs hid all that that skirt was meant to, to your disappointment
- “Care to spread your legs?”
- > “Convince me. You were being an ass for me, so I’m returning the kindness
- >Sometimes, it was true suffering being a smart ass
- “Dash, please open your legs”
- > “Describe what you’ll do. I want to know your not an idiot at this stuff”
- “I’ve done it with you a hundred times before. Is that proof enough?”
- > “Maybe. Just describe it”
- >You think for the right words that don’t make you sound like a twelve year old
- >As you do so, you notice dash’s other hand resting on her leg
- “Here, let me show you”
- >Taking her hand, you separate her pointer and middle fingers
- >Holding them apart with your thumb, you massage the bridge with your index finger
- >You then drag your tongue up from the base of her middle finger to it’s tip
- >Repeating this step for her index finger, you carefully rub the finger joints from both ends
- >Pulling your tongue back into your mouth, you lower Dash’s hand away
- >Her face was flush and her eyes were wide with shock
- “Now?”
- > “You better not have been exaggerating there”
- >She uncrosses her legs, revealing the small plate of cloth resting on her groin
- >A thin string rested between the lips of Dash’s vagina
- >Moving your head between her legs, you touch your hand onto her crotch
- >There, you reached down with your thumb and followed the string down to her lips
- >Your thumb met with the top of her vagina and moved the string away from where it rested
- >As you lower your head closer, you also rub her clit with your now free thumb
- >Starting at it’s bottom, you lick upwards with a slow yet strong pressure
- >After you reach to the top, you move your thumb to give her clitoris a few flicks
- >You move back down this time zig-zag your way up, tugging at her hood each time
- >Dash moaned and panted as you ate her out, her legs squeezing against you
- >Suddenly, Dash grabs the back of your head and forces you deep into her pussy
- >The scent of her juices fills your nose as the taste covers your tongue
- >It was a sweet, familiar sensation and made you close your eyes to savor it
- >From your forced position, your thumb manages to continue it’s rubbing
- >Your breaths become quick jets of steamy air which shoot from your nostrils
- >Dash, grabs a fistfull of your hair and tugs while pushing you further in
- >Her panting and moaning reached a higher and higher pitch
- >As she reached her climax, her voice sounded almost musical with passion
- > “F-fuck, I-I’m-!”
- >She was cut off by a sudden gasp as juices gush out of her signaling her orgasm
- >Her legs twitched next to your head and her grip slacked after a few seconds
- >The moaning left her but she continued to pant in a slumped state
- >You lapped up the rest of her cum, albeit replacing some of it with your own saliva
- >Returning to a kneeling position, you wiped your mouth with your left hand
- >After cleaning your face off, you let out a refreshed sigh and stood up
- >The excitement of Dash’s ecstasy had given rise to your once limp member
- > “Crap, you’re already hard?”
- “Well yeah, you cumming does that”
- > “Well...just let me rest a sec, alright?”
- >Sighing, you sit down next to Dash and notice how she had a cold sweat already
- >Dash was slouched back against the couch, her hands limp beside her
- >Placing your hand on her thigh, Dash turns to look at you somewhat lazily
- “Just chill for a bit, I’ll do the work”
- >Dash sighed in response and let her head fall back, making her chest jiggle slightly
- >The swaying motion gave you an idea of what to do next
- >Reaching over to the center of Dash’s tight shirt, you stick your hand up under the cloth
- >There was no bra and you groped at bare flesh
- >Her nipples were hard from the earlier orgasm and had a warm feeling to them
- >Dash must have been rubbing them while you were eating her out
- >Pulling down at one side of the shirt, you lifted it to reveal her right breast
- >After showing one, you moved to the other, letting the shirt rest over both of them
- >Getting up, it was you this time that moved to straddle Rainbow Dash
- >Her eyes were wide and her breaths became smaller as you moved in close to her
- >You could feel her breasts push against your stomach as she breathed
- >A smile spreads over your face as you move one hand over to her left breasts
- >Taking your thumb and pointer finger, you gently pinch at her nipple
- >Dash let’s her head fall back and coos slightly as you pinch and pull at it
- >Bending down a little, you move for Dash’s exposed neck and start kissing her
- >She pants as you tease her tired body with care
- >Pulling away from her neck you look into her hungry eyes
- “Ready now?”
- > “Just...please fuck me already”
- “You sure? Christmas isn’t till tomorrow-”
- > “If you don’t stick that dick in me I’m gonna take it”
- “Alright, Miss impatient”
- >Moving her legs apart even more, you lift them up close to her chest
- >Dash, being an athlete, had a remarkably flexible and resilient body
- >Which you attempted to put into good use right about now
- >Lining up your erection to her vagina you pause and look her in the eyes
- >You watch her expression fill with bliss as you enter her slowly
- >With the speed you were going in, you made sure both of you felt every last inch of it
- “Been waiting for this one, huh?”
- > “Like you wouldn’t believe”
- >You reach near the hilt of your shaft and stop, beginning to go back at a faster pace
- >The urge to start speeding up came to your mind, but you subdued it
- >For now, at least
- >Dash wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled herself closer to you
- >Her large bosom presses against you, further goading on your primal urge
- >After reaching the bottom of your tip, you let the passion overcome you
- >Had Dash been any other girl, you would have waited and built up the pace
- >But you knew that when Dash was horny, she could take it
- >Or rather, loved taking it as fast and hard as possible
- >You pulse your hips with a vigorous pace, making Dash moan in skips
- >Her hair shook and rattled behind her like a technicolor rainbow
- >The smell of her juices as well as the heat from her body mixed in the air
- >It smelled wonderful to your animalistic mind, as it was the fragrance of her pleasure
- >Each thrust made her limbs squeeze against you, her small frame tugging at yours
- >Soon, her legs unbent from the repeated blows and wrapped around your back
- >It was almost as if she was keeping you from leaving
- >Like there was anywhere else you wanted to be more than inside of her
- >Her legs pull against your opposing motions as she tries to hold you inside of her
- >You squeeze her right breast and hold her close to you with your hands
- >The muscles in your legs and back start to burn and rebel
- >Silencing their outcries, you continue to pound against Dash’s firm ass
- >Your erection throbbed in anticipation as Dash’s pussy created more and more lubricant
- > “Yes, oh god, harder!”
- >Dash very rarely spoke out during sex, usually choosing to moan or gasp
- >She must have really been aching for it if she was screaming like that
- >Dash’s pleading was answered unconsciously by your hips as you pound harder
- >The once azure blue ass was becoming red, and surely sore, from the repeated blows
- >Her voice became strained as every part of her mind submitted to utter bliss
- >You too were lost as your breath became grunts of exertion with each strong thrust
- >Dash’s body fell in succession to her mind, pulling with their every strength against you
- >She was strong, so the force of her constriction weighed heavy against you
- >It might have even stopped you, were you not fueled by mindless lust at this point
- >Normally dormant strength rose at your call and you pulsed in and out with renewed vigor
- >By now, Dash had cum enough to make you lose count
- >The contractions of her vagina sometimes coming in rapid succession of each other
- >Your lower region was thoroughly coated in her cum, aiding begetting only more of the stuff
- >Now, however, it was your turn as the familiar pressure rose inside of you
- >Wanting to finish in style, you gathered up some more strength
- >Dash’s head was flung behind her, several shaking droplets of sweat on it’s surface
- >Her tongue was sticking out and a smile was plastered on her stress relieved visage
- “Dash...I’m gonna-”
- >Her head snaps up to yours, a desperation and fire in her large magenta eyes
- > “Please, cum inside me”
- >Well, when asked as nicely as that, how could you refuse?
- >With a few more thrusts the pressure built and built until it hurt your gut
- >One last one, deeper than the others before it, and you finished at last
- >It was like before, but a larger load as this one had more foreplay to it
- >Dash’s pussy contracted around your shaft, trying to drain you of every last drop
- >Thick ropes of cum blasted inside of Dash, mixing with her own juices
- >Your erection twitched inside of her as it let volley after volley free inside of her
- >Hot breaths left both of you as you both stayed entangled in each others bodies
- >Eventually, after all the cum had been drained from your member, Dash let go
- >The tiredness came to her first, her grip on you no longer needed as she had what she wanted
- >After Dash fell to the couch, you collapsed on top of her, a fire burning in your protesting limbs
- >Even so, with the pain and promise of a sore body for Christmas, it was definitely worth it
- > “I’d tell you to get off of me, but I’m too tired to care”
- “I’m too tired to move anyhow”
- “I’m too tired to move anyhow”
- > “Anon?”
- “Yeah?”
- > “That was fucking amazing, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to walk tomorrow. You ass”
- “It’s your fault for having that as you got, not mine. How can a guy resist going all out?”
- > “Sorry about me being an amazing lay”
- “And so modest too”
- >You roll off of her onto the seat next to her, both of you still too tired to get up
- > “Oh shut up. Like you could live without me”
- “I can take care of my needs better than you can, apparently”
- > “What was that? You said you didn’t want birthday anal?”
- “...Bullshit”
- >You turn to look at her as she does the same, a large grin emblazoned on her face
- > “Want to bet?”
- “Dash, you’re great at blowjobs and sex, don’t try and push your luck”
- >God damn, why were you even goading her on right now?
- > “Oh, so you doubt that I can do it?”
- “Well, yeah, sort of”
- >What the fuck were you doing, trying to get her to kill you?
- > “Oh it is on motherfucker”
- >Dash, finding renewed strength in the challenge sat up
- > “Hurry up and get hard dickhead. I’m gonna show you who’s better at screwing!”
- “Dash, as much as I’d like too, I can’t right now”
- >She frowns and taps her feet, her outfit still out of place from the sex
- > “I can wait”
- >She taps her foot with increasing tempo, staring at your junk the whole time
- “Dash, I know that you can’t”
- > “Fine! I’ll do it myself!”
- >She storms off and comes back with a large dildo only to stop when she sees you smile
- “Just kidding Dash”
- >She drops her arm before folding it back up under her chest and staring at you
- > “You asshole. Making me get all riled up like that”
- “Yeah, but you make it too much fun”
- >Dash moves over to you and starts stroking your erection, which you somehow worked up
- >It was a real Christmas miracle, if there ever was one
- > “So, enjoy your presents?”
- “Best I’ve ever gotten”
- > “Just wait till next year”
- >Both of you couldn’t wait
- >No, you really couldn’t, as you both started at it once again
- THE END
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