The Truth
The real truth is that Santa does cum more than once a year,
contrary to what many people are lead to believe. Waking
up on Christmas Morning is an exciting experience but,
last year I woke up alone for the first time in many a year.
I always feel real horny in the morning and usually I wake
up with wood, sometimes I deal with it, sometimes I don't.
Last Christmas was different, I met a sexy, tall, long-legged
beauty on Christmas Eve who was home for the holidays, at
the local pub around the corner. We really hit it off and
ended the night exchanging digits, a call I really wanted
to make very soon. Awakening on Christmas Morning I had
Big Wood, Lumber. My bed looked like a pup tent and you know
all about the tent pole. I reached down under the sheet with
my hand, slowly rubbing my chest as I made my way down to my
cock, pointing towards my chin. I touched myself briefly
then move on down to cup my balls, circling them over and
over again. This feels so good that my other hand can't
resist joining the fun, reaching for my cock and grabbing
the shaft low and working higher and higher until my fist
catches on the rim around the head of my cock. I begin pulling
up with my hand, then downward, slowly then more swiftly,
stopping every few strokes to envision the girl I met the
night before. I wonder how soft her skin is, how wet and hot
her pussy would become as I kiss her all over her sexy body.
I begin violently jacking my meat, harder and harder, my
other hand joins the action as I use both hands together
like the grip on a baseball bat, up and down on my long thick
shaft. My breathing encreases very rapidly as I feel a heavy
load working its way upward inside my stiff cock. Harder
and harder I pound myself, thinking of tasting her, smelling
her, pounding until my whole body like one large muscle,
gets tight and then relaxes as I release a mound of hot stickey
white paste, flowing like lava from my cocks' hole.
A smile comes over my face, I climb out of bed, find a phone
and make the call.
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