Not mistletoe or New Year related, but relevant.
Several years back I was at a meeting in Honolulu. The wife and I went to a luau, a half hours bus ride out of the main downtown area. It was pretty well organized, and they had a lot of ice breaking activities to get folks into the right mood. One was where all the guys lined up on one side, and all the girls on the other, and you went down the line saying aloha and sharing a kiss. Many were cheek kisses, most were little pecks on the lips, but 3 of the ladies kissed a little longer, and slipped me a little tongue. I'm enough of a gentleman not to be crude, but when a lady offers me her tongue, I know how to respond. Again, it was in a line, which kept moving, but it was a very pleasant surprise to get some tongue in a situation where I didn't expect it.
Later in the evening I was on my way to the bathroom, when one of the 'tongue ladies' was coming back from the bathroom. I recognized her (one remembers things like getting tongue), said aloha, and spread my arms wide. She hugged me, nice feeling body, and gave me a good kiss again. Since there wasn't a line moving, the kiss lasted a bit longer, and the tongue action was more protracted. As we parted, I made sure that my hands slid along the side of her chest, feeling the swell of her nice braless titties. She got a big smile, steped past me, but ran her hand across my crotch, saying aloha to you to big boy.
Nothing further transpired, but the wife did get fucked 3 times that night.
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