Santa's Ho..Ho...Ho

Leg stretched out, pressing my foot down on Santa’s crouth    
Making sure the visit down my chimney is not a waste on his watch      
I have been waiting for your appearance all night      
You like my lingerie Santa, it’s all for you to prove my plight      
I’ve been good, my fingers crossed behind my back in a state of Santa being right      
Let my help you out that red suit      
And allow me to mentally and physically soothe you      
       
Mm… Santa lay back and keep your eyes on this twerking groove      
At…at…you are required to watch and don’t move      
Santa lifting my leg, removed my stiletto the other off in tow      
Tenderly kissing the sole of my foot his beard tickling my toes      
The path of his tongue dragging up my inner thigh ever so slow      
Where it ends up my naughtiness will know      
Mm palming his hard North Pole      
       
Oh Santa, I won’t everything for Christmas I stated on my list      
Staring first with the twelve days of a wet butter rum wet lick      
From my tight ass hole to my pussy’s deep sweeten abyss      
Santa’s heard my pleads      
While he had me down on my kness      
His girth in and out my mouth reading off my sins, as I teased      
Mm…he exploded inside my mouth      
Then reassured me he would think about taken me off the naughty list no doubt      
After I allow him a taste and to please my wet South      
       
Santa snaking his tongue inside my pussy giving me my nightly gift      
Palming my hips        
My legs circling his lower back loving the tongue-lashing hits      
His palms clenching my hips while kissing all over my wet clit      
His finger integrating deeper into my wet slit      
Mmm.. oh...yes…oh yes Santa      
Back curved, breasts squeezed, as he’s tasting my pussy on a cold night in Atlanta        
Grunting Ho Ho Ho        
Hungrily licking up down the soft folds of my kissable mistletoe        
       
Santa rising up      
His beard stained with my pussy juices from his famished sup      
Centering by body under his as he slides his erection into my tight lover’s cup      
My legs he places over his shoulders      
Dick hard than a boulder      
Oh Santa, wait there’s more      
If you listen, I’ll let you even fuck me on the floor      
Then I’ll suck your dick again before your feet hits that door        
Your pearly cum oozing down my throat until there’s no more      
       
Mm…I would love those twelve drummers drumming        
Each bending me over for a good hard dick sticking, as I’m cumming      
My didlo still inside my pussy humming      
Oh Santa, please, don’t forget those eleven piper pipers      
One by one fueling the flames of my body’s desires      
Oh Santa, for his word his dick is sinking      
Sweet mercy, he has my wet pussy singing          
Santa’s dick is ringing, balls swinging          
       
My nails branding his skin      
The smell of me ingrained under Santa’s chin          
Hands palming my ass          
Parting me as he pleases, no breaths to last      
Cumming inside me, his pearly release now a thing of the past      
       
I woke up on Christmas day      
The house, my very own private jet, my BMW, and an Arabian Stallion as I prayed      
Stood under the tree, wow was all I good say      
Voices of twelve drummers and eleven pipers filled within, all stood naked to my dismay      
Happy holiday to all this poetess I  bestow      
Santa’s Ho..Ho..Ho