A Christmas Poem by Briar27
A Christmas Poem by Briar27
Twas the night before Christmas, when they entered the house. They fondled Mrs. Claus, and then opened her blouse. The Elves were all stunned, at the size of her pair. They wobbled and bounced, like balloons in the air. Lay down on the bed! they said with a shout, We're going to fuck you! of that there's no doubt. We never get paid, for the work that we do, but we deserve to get something, and we want it from you. The Elves were all hung, so Mrs Claus didn't care. She climbed onto her bed, quite ready to share. They took her together, as she squealed with delight! Fulfilling their fantasies, they fucked through the night. As morning approached, the Elves had to leave. but said they'd be back, on the next Christmas Eve. Mrs Claus didn't take that, as some sort of threat. The thought of those cocks, still making her wet. Make sure that you do! she said with some flair. Knowing St. Nicholas, would not really care. Swingers we are, Santa and me. So next time you come, you can bring more than three.?
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