I Asked Santa For A Blonde Footjob And He Sent His Little Helper

-December 24th-

While couples got cozy by the fire
and telephoned their loved ones
I watched the skies hopefully for
a glimpse of the jolly fat man. A guy can dream.

I have no friends, no girlfriend, a meek life.
So this year I asked Santa to bring me a hot blonde.
Someone to unblock my pants chimney
with her dainty feet. HNNRRRGHHH

There was a jingle and a crunch outside.
I was home alone. The porch light blinked.
Someone was here. Oh boy!

Timidly I opened the front door
and before my unbelieving meek eyes was
a beautiful little blond who claimed she was "Santa"
with a foul little mouth. OH BOY!

* 41 pages of persecution / footplay

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