"My apologies to Clement Clarke Moore for this version of his classic poem..."
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,We were fucking like rabbits, both pissed on the Grouse.My stockings were strewn on the back of a chair,And my legs were akimbo, both feet in the air.My husband was fucking...
"That certainly wasn't coal Santa was stuffing in my stocking this year!"
I hated being late, but this morning really wasn’t my fault. The arctic freeze currently settling over the city had left an impenetrable layer of ice on my windshield; even if I did have an ice scraper, I wouldn’t have...
The room was dimly illuminated with candle light as theyburned low on the mantelpiece. The Christmas tree stood elegantly in the corner with a small table in front which had milk, cookies and a big old carrot resting on top....
"Based on the classic song 'Santa Claus Is Coming To Town' - Enjoy!"
You'd better get wetYou'd better moan loudSpread those legsSo far and wideSanta Claus is cumming for youHe's making himself hardHe's jerking his cock fastHe knows you thought of himWhen you masturbated lastSanta Claus is cumming for youHe sees when you...
"Santa's got more than one sack he wants to empty on Christmas Eve"
I heard a noise on Christmas Eve, and wondered at the cause. I opened-up my bedroom door, but then I had to pause. My sister creeping silently, silently along. I followed her discreetly, knowing it was wrong. I followed close...
