Christmas Eve

'Twas the night before Christmas, in a married man's house
Something was stirring and it wasn't a mouse
My stocking were off, but the fire kept me warm
As a matter of fact, I was naked, just my bare form
His offspring were missing, on a trip with their mom
And the daddy, well he was feeling just a little bit Dom
He had wrapped me up, from head to toe
In a big red ribbon, my tits in a bow
When across my bare ass there arose such a clatter
Something sprang from his pants, hoping to splatter
To the window he took me for a quick flash
Up against it he pushed me, cold glass my tits did mash
The moon on my breasts, alas there was no fresh snow
But something was happening, I could feel it down below
When what to my wondering brain did appear
My goodness my gracious, something hard in my rear
With a thrust so lively and quick
I knew in a moment I was filled with Big Dick
More rapid that eagles, he coursed and he came
He yelped and he shouted and he called me a name
'Oh Meghan you slut, you blonde haired vixen
Take that you cum bucket, our juices are mixin'
To the top of my toes, he lifted his ho
'now drop to your knees and give me a blow'
I did as was told, and gave it a lick
It was sticky and smelly and rather quite slick
He grabbed my long hair and rammed like a bull
Who knew that his sack was really so full
He moaned and got loud and wow how he grew
Until finally he said, 'under the tree, I want your ass too!'
As he pushed down my head, my ass rose in the air
'Oh god why aren't you my wife, it's really not fair'
My cheeks how they tingles and grew red like an elf
He just can't stop smacking them I said to myself
Over and over last night, with his present he played
Then sent me home to my parents, where they thought in my old bed all night I had laid
The last thing I remember was him exclaiming
Oh Santa you have it wrong when your claiming
It's not the best when someone leaves cookies and milk
It's Meg's nookie you want, it feels like silk

(should I shower before I go down to open presents with my mom and dad? If I stay all full and sitcky, does it make me that bad?)

Merry Christmas Y'all!

Kisses,

Meg