posted by Shorty on Dec 18
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the whorehouse
Not a slut was fucking, not even a housewife with a sexy blouse;
The cocks were hung by their mistress’s care
In hopes that they cum soon on command there;
The teens were all snug in their beds
While visions of Daddy’s hard dick danced in their heads;
And Mama in her kinky nightie, and I in my babydoll
Had just settled down for a long winter’s family fun and all;
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter;
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and flashed up my big titties in a quick dash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny pecker men oh dear,
With a little old pervert, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. fucking Nick.
Merry Hot Christmas Boys and Girls 
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