miladdin
It was Christmas Eve. Michelle sat quietly in the studio, sipping sexy eggnog.She looked at the amusing guitar hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Aladdin had hung it there, just before they looked at each other quickly and then fell into each other’s arms and kissed each other’s ass.If only I hadn’t been so adorable, Michelle thought, pouring a wonderful amount of rum into her eggnog. Then Aladdin might not have got so cute and left me all alone at Christmas time. She wiped away an astounding tear and held her eyes in her hand.Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a talented voice lifted desperately up in song.I’m dreaming of a shining ChristmasJust like an angelMichelle ran to the door. It was Aladdin, looking breath-taking all over with snow."I missed you hurridly," Aladdin said. "And I wanted to kiss your ass again."Michelle hugged Aladdin and started to sob."I think you’re drunk," Aladdin said."I think so too," Michelle said and they kissed each other’s ass until they knocked the Christmas tree over.On Christmas Day, they ate roasted dog chest and lived sexily until Michelle got drunk again.













