Today is Christmas and last night, I was talking to a friend over Snapchat.
She and I were sending snaps back and forth, and she was showing a lot of her ‘deep valleys’.
She loves to tease me because she knows I get s-ually frustrated but I’m too shy to initiate s-ting/s- with anyone.
In my selfies she could definitely tell how flustered I was.
I know this because she started sending stuff like “You seem like there’s something you want to tell me 😉” while showing a bunch of ‘deep valleys’.
It’s been well over a year since we’d done anything this, and a while since I got my ‘load’ off in general (I survived NNN and hadn’t got it off all of December up until last night)
Her ‘deep valleys’ alone looked so beautiful, I just couldn’t resist anymore, and she kept nudging me, so I politely asked to see them.
This led to us sending ‘birthday suit’ pics back and forth while getting our ‘load’ off.
This ends in me sending a video of myself getting my ‘load’ off with the sound on.
Now – when I do it, a lot of my ‘babies’ shoots out, especially if I’ve been edged this long.
All my focus was on making a good video and the big ‘O’ itself, so of course I made a bit of a mess.
This usually isn’t a problem because I do my own laundry.
But, me, being so caught up into what I was doing, forgot what night it was.
It was Christmas Eve.
Now, some family tradition. I am the oldest of all my siblings.
It’s tradition in our family that we all wear the matching pajamas that our mother brings us the night before Christmas.
I was wearing the pajamas.
This morning I opened presents alongside my parents and younger siblings, and there are visible ‘stains’ on my brand new Christmas pajama shirt.
I have no idea if any of them noticed.