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Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

He stood from his chair and tickled his balls, his cock began stirring as he wandered the halls.

He spotted his woman with her lovely doe eyes, imagined his face buried deep in her thighs

He went up behind her, cupping her ass, whispering to her “I’d like to tap that”

She turned to face him a gleam in her eye, “come to the room I have a surprise”

He walked with her eagerly not sure what was in store, what would await him behind the closed door

She threw the door open and to his wondering eyes did appear Mary and Rosa her best friends so dear

Dressed in nothing but shiny red bows, they cried “Merry Christmas! Would you like a show?”

“Yes” he replied his member throbbing with need, as not one but three got down on their knees.

They sucked on his cock, jingled his balls, he tossed his head back and came on them all.

Their faces covered in his Christmas gift, they all stood up and gave him a kiss. Cum Mary, cum Rosa, cum Emily Sue back to the bed, we need a round two.

They played and they fucked all through the night, they laughed and talked to the mornings wee light.

They lay in the bed a bundle of arms, visions of their escapade keeping them warm.

It was a jolly day, one filled with delight. He felt vibrant, alive, it had been a good night. He looked at his wife so beautiful and dear and said “Merry Christmas my love, here’s to the new year.”

She kissed his lips, touched his sweet nose, her hand on his ass and curled her toes. “I love you sweet boy, you’re good and you’re kind. Forget those damn sugar plums, take me from behind”

He bent her over the bed, her friends nestled inside, hitched up his sleigh and gave her a ride. She giggled and screamed, cooed with delight…”Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight.”

 

 

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