Page 6 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

Holy shit.It looked like Teddybear was grabbingsomething thick. And his hand wasnotvery high up on this thigh.

I was going to need to investigate further.

Chapter 2 – A Minefield of Men and Mistletoe

2 Days Before Christmas, 2013

Teddybear cleared his throat and let go of the caroler’s cock.“Sorry about that. Enjoy the cookies, sir.”

I went over and poured him a glass of milk to go with hiscookies. But when I approached to give it to him, he turned and bumped into me,spilling the milk all over his jacket.

“Shit, sorry,” he said. “Are you okay?”

What a gentleman.“I’m fine. What about you?”

“Yeah. But I’m not sure my jacket will ever be the same.”

“We better soak it real quick,” I said. I dragged him over tothe sink.

He shrugged out of his jacket. Andholy Christmas cock!His smoking jacket had covered most of his thighs before. But now that it wasoff… His grey sweatpants didn’t do anything to hide his humungous penis thatTeddybear had grabbed a second ago. Where had this man been hiding on campus allsemester? When I told Teddybear and Ghostie to find some hot carolers, I hadn’texpected much. But damn.

I tossed his jacket into the sink and turned the water on. “Ithink some got on your pants too.”

“Did it?” he asked.

No.“Yup. We should probably soak those too.” Igrabbed for the waistband of his pants.

“Wait,” he said. “I’m not…”

But it was too late. I already had his pants down to hisknees. And his massive cock swung out and hit me.

“…Wearing any underwear,” he finished.

My jaw dropped. It was even better than I expected. The head-to-shaftratio was absolutely perfect.

He put his hands over it, but he could barely cover it. And itwas growing every second.

“Whoa,” yelled one of his friends. “What’s going on over there?”

“Fuck off,” said the singer. “She spilled some milk on me andwe were trying to clean it up.”

“Really? Because it looks like you dragged her under themistletoe and pushed her to her knees.”

I looked above us. Sure enough, this was one of the places Teddybearhad hung mistletoe.

“That’s not what happened,” I said. “But now that we’re here,I’m not sure I really have a choice.”

“For real?” asked the singer.

I shrugged. “I don’t want to be Christmas cursed forever. Doyou?”

He shook his head.

I pushed his hands off his cock and gave the tip a kiss. “Howwas that?” I asked.

“Amazing.”

“Then you’re really gonna love this.” I shoved him all theway into my throat.

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