TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

Twas the night before Christmas,
And there on the bed,
My wonderful wife
Was giving me head.

Her hair softly danced
As she bobbed up and down,
One hand on my balls,
One wrapped around.

Her motions were fluid
Her touch was divine,
With her loving attention,
Balls worked overtime.

They quickly produced
A huge white reserve
And held it in waiting
Soon to be served.

My loins joined the fun,
And pushed up from the bed,
Anxious to help her
There to be fed.

The tensions within me,
Like a huge unquenched thirst,
Built up a crescendo
That no doubt would burst.

That didn’t stop her,
That fine Christmas Eve,
She enveloped my manhood,
Like a well-tailored sleeve.

Her motions were steady,
And I soon lost control,
From my balls came a torrent,
Of white creamy snow.

Through my cock it came dashing
There over her lips,
She lapped it all up,
Even some drips.

Then when I finished,
She came up for a kiss,
And our tongues met and mingled
In a warm creamy mist.

Our thirsts now quenched,
We lay back on the bed,
Cuddling close,
Dreams filling our heads.

We looked out the window,
At new fallen flakes,
Then she noticed this Christmas
It was again standing straight.

So, she rolled on her back,
And spread her legs wide
“Come on, honey,
You can release it inside!”

MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!

Clever as always DB!

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