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Twas the night
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Twas the night 'Twas the night before Christmas, and she came up with a plan, Her loins were a stirring and she wanted a man; Her stockings were held up by garters with care, In hopes that his hands soon would be down there; Her little black dress was nestled all snug on her curves, While visions of delight danced through her head that his body would serve; And slipping on her heels, and gliding to the door, She walked through into the night, I'm up to no good she swore, While from the right there arose such a clatter, She swung her head to see what was the matter. Away into the night it flew like a flash, The neighbours damn cat had knocked over the trash. The lights reflecting on her breasts shone like new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of her eyes a delightful glow, When, what to her wondering eyes should appear, But a mini-Austin, driven by a man with an all-knowing leer, Now this little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be a trick. More rapid than eagles he beckoned by name, And he whistled, and shouted, oh he was so lame; "Now, DASH! now, DANCE! now, PRANCE you sluttly VIXEN! Oh, COME! on okCUPID? on, YONDER getting BLITZED!? To the top of the tower! You have me in thrall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" Away from that pervert my feet did they fly, When I meet with an asshat, I take to the sky, So up to my faithful steed, to my SUV I flew, With my purse full of toys, and my favourite Rabbit too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard the engine hum, The growling and purring of each little one. As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, Seeing that dirty little man rapidly losing ground. I was dressed to kill, from my head to my foot, With everything matching, and jewelry to boot; A bundle of toys I had flung in the back, And I looked like a woman getting ready to attack. My eyes -- how they twinkled! my dimples how merry! My cheeks were like roses, imagining his nose on my cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin tickling my thighs as I start to flow; The hem of my panties he held tight in his teeth, As my legs encircled his head like a wreath; He had a sexy face and a devilish little laugh, He shone like a light, as he wasn’t done by half. He was frisky and creative, a right jolly mature elf, And I moaned when he paused, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a flick of his fingers, Soon let me know he wouldn’t let me linger; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And pulled off my stockings; then looked up with a smirk, And laying his fingers aside of my rose, And giving a nod, down across my stomach he goes; He sprang to his knees, to me he gave a whistle, And away we both flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove his cock out of sight, HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!     Drop in and visit my blog sometime, but you'll probably regret it  |
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4 images before the gremlins attack!  Drop in and visit my blog sometime, but you'll probably regret it
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Oh my wabbit- this is totally clever, amusing, and just SO RIGHT for today. Merry Christmas (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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cute Merry Christmas xoxoxo
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 When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
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makes one wonder what's under the tree You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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Very nice thank you for sharing..very sexy.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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Hmmmmmm titillating 
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Damn, wish that had been my Christmas Eve... 
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