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‘Twas the night before Christmas

and much to my surprise

I awoke from my slumber

with a head between my thighs.

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A tongue licked me calmly

in such a heavenly fashion

I couldn’t help myself

and I called out in passion.

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I noticed the beard on your chin

as you jerked your head up

was curly and white

when I interrupted your sup.

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Or perhaps you’d call it dinner

but… either way

you lowered your head

and I was happy you’d stayed.

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Again you lapped slowly

causing me to wiggle

against your soft beard

which elicited a giggle.

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You looked up at me once more

and this time I saw

not only a curly white beard

growing from your jaw,

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but a cherry red nose

and your twinkling eyes

and I swore to myself

they were blue as the skies.

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You pressed your finger

tight against your lips

gesturing for quiet

as your grip tightened on my hips.

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You returned to your business

without any sound,

brought me to climax

and then looked around.

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I watched as you stood

in your jolly red suit

then moved towards a bag

filled to capacity with loot.

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You rummaged and dug

for what seemed an hour

Then turned on your heel

with a look of sheer power.

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The bag left forgotten

in the corner on the floor

aside of the fireplace

across from the door.

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I was still breathing heavy

from my orgasm, you see

when you fingered your belt

and strode back to me.

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The brass buckle clinked

as the belt pulled from your waist.

Then you dragged it across my body

as you closely watched my face.

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The shivers that ran

up my spine made me shake.

The leather was coarse

but felt smooth as a lake,

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at sunset or dawn

which ever you like

but my body was needy

and my feelings had spiked.

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You gestured with fingers

in a turn-over motion

and I did as you asked

I rolled just like the ocean.

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Now exposing my bottom

a most vulnerable pose

Put a gleam in your eye

and a twitch in your nose.

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Your lips pulled back

in a most greedy grin

and you stroked the long hair

that was growing on your chin.

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You played a loving caress

across the belt in your hand

then let it go slack

to await its command.

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The snap on my bottom

was sudden and sharp

the sting grew steadily

ascending like a harp.

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The surprise made me reel

and I let out a cry

that diminished in seconds

to a guttural sigh.

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When the burn smoothed to heat

and my bottom was red

You looked in my eyes

and saw nothing to dread.

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They were glazed over in lust

a desire so demanding

you could feel the pulse of my need

with absolutely no misunderstanding.

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“You like this baby girl?”

Your whisper was low

as you fondled my red buttocks

exquisitely slow.

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“Yes, Santa …

May I please have more?”

“This isn’t too hard on you?

Your ass isn’t sore?”

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“No, Santa …

It feels quite delicious.

And please, Santa …

don’t be surreptitious!”

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“I think that’s enough

for one night, it’s your first.”

Then he turned me around

and in my cunt he immersed

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a finger or two

I couldn’t really tell

as I was screaming in climax

melodious as Christmas bells.

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I was covered in sweat

and completely undone

when he removed his fingers

dripping with cum.

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He sucked them wholeheartedly

and when he was through

he exclaimed, “Mmmmm … vanilla peach …

Merry Spanksmas to you!”

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Christmas in July

Brut or Extra Brut Champagne

Pineapple Juice

Grenadine

Fill a wine goblet 3/4 full with ice.  Fill the goblet 3/4 full with champagne.  Fill with pineapple juice.  Add a splash of grenadine.

Enjoy!

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* A personal tip… Since you are adding ingredients to the champagne, you can easily get away with a less expensive brand.   Who wants to waste that good Veuve or Moet by adding stuff?  *grin*

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