Festive evening

My old friend showed up at my door just before Christmas. We had a few drinks, and it wasn’t long before we ended up naked on the couch. His cock was hard before I even got my lips around it. I went down slow, taking him deep, my blonde hair falling over my face while I sucked him off with long, wet strokes. He stayed still at first, letting me set the pace, then started to thrust, pushing past my lips every time I took him in. When he couldn’t hold back anymore, he pulled out and finished across my mouth and chin. The thick, warm cum slid down my skin as I looked up at him, lips still parted. He was breathing hard, flushed, and I couldn’t stop smiling. That was the best present I’ve gotten in years.