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Mrs Santa
Mrs Santa
Well it's nearly Christmas and I've got a nice surprise, you're dressed as Mrs Santa and I cant believe my eyes
In a pretty short red dress, edged with fur so soft and white, babe come on over, come ride my sleigh tonight
Shall I sit upon your knee, I've been a real god boy, will you open up your legs and let me stroke your soft moist toy
Run my hands up your legs, my sexy stocking filler, you look so very festive, you'd be my Christmas dinner
I'd love to unwrap you slowly, just like the perfect gift, take time to look at my prezzy, slowly not to swift
Even your undies are red, I love the Christmas theme, yes you brought the mistletoe, you've set the Christmas scene
Now let me lay you down, give you a gift right back, I'll ride you like a reindeer, let's empty out my sack
Sorry it's not snow, but at least my love its white, sprinkled on your outfit, we've shared a Christmas night
Ron
Well it's nearly Christmas and I've got a nice surprise, you're dressed as Mrs Santa and I cant believe my eyes
In a pretty short red dress, edged with fur so soft and white, babe come on over, come ride my sleigh tonight
Shall I sit upon your knee, I've been a real god boy, will you open up your legs and let me stroke your soft moist toy
Run my hands up your legs, my sexy stocking filler, you look so very festive, you'd be my Christmas dinner
I'd love to unwrap you slowly, just like the perfect gift, take time to look at my prezzy, slowly not to swift
Even your undies are red, I love the Christmas theme, yes you brought the mistletoe, you've set the Christmas scene
Now let me lay you down, give you a gift right back, I'll ride you like a reindeer, let's empty out my sack
Sorry it's not snow, but at least my love its white, sprinkled on your outfit, we've shared a Christmas night
Ron
Published 12th Nov 2020
Author's Note
A early Christmas gift
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13th Nov 2020 9:51am
Nasty and perfect
Takes me to all my thoughts when Jill Scott wore the Mrs Claus outfit in that James Brown biopic
Like your style
Nothing average bout you, Joe
Takes me to all my thoughts when Jill Scott wore the Mrs Claus outfit in that James Brown biopic
Like your style
Nothing average bout you, Joe
13th Nov 2020 10:59am
Thanks for a awesome review. Glad it bring back memories and a smile
Love and light
Ron
Love and light
Ron
