Twas the night before Christmas.....
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
My long legs curled under, my toes painted red,
My heart was a flutter patiently waiting his sled.
Dressed only in fishnets, his favorite thing,
In hopes that he’d rip them and turn them to shreds.
My excitement began slowly filling the air,
Sweet dampness was puddling all over his chair.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from his chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew in a flash,
Tearing my fishnets and exposing my snatch.
The moon on my breasts in the new fallen snow,
Gave a luster of smiles to the dude down below.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But my super hot man and a bunch of reindeer.
He gazed and he smiled and he yelled out my name,
As I turned and bent over and suddenly came!
As if in an instant he was standing before me,
His arms wrapped around me thus making me horny.
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
When all of sudden his tongue traced my curves,
He licked and he sucked and he went straight to work.
My body slowly melted, my eyes fluttered shut,
As his last words to me were ‘please cum for me slut’.
I writhed and I squirmed and I yelled out his name,
And he smiled and smirked and did just the same.
And just as my body released unto him,
He exclaimed “hallelujah, amen and again!!”
We tumbled together exhausted and spent,
And whispered ‘Merry Christmas’ as we laid in sweet sin.
