The Night before Christmas–Door 24 is ready for you to listen to.

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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a soul was cumming except in my mouth
My pigtails were braided and ribboned with care, in hopes for a bull to soon pull my hair

My titties on display but snug in my bra, awaiting to catch dribbles of cum from my jaw
And Hubby in his chair and I on silk sheets, had just settled our brains for a night of bull meets

When out in the driveway a car revved with a roar, I sprang from the bed to see who’s first for this whore
Up to the window I gave a quick flash, tore open the shutters to show him my ass

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, gave the luster of mid-day to the guy I would blow
When what to my wondering eyes gave a shock it’s the red suited man with the eight inch cock

He strode to the front door, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment I could suck his fat dick
More rapid than the Eagles, I knew his dirty aims, And he whistled and shouted and called me whore names
Hey hot wife, hey milker hey whore with a fat butt,Oh size queen, Jizz junkie, oh ball drainer you cum slut
I’ve stepped up the porch I’m through the front door, I’m right down the hallway you cum guzzling whore

As I moisten here waiting, my thoughts start to fly, and I can’t help envisioning mounting this guy
So straight to my room he walked with great speed with his balls full of cum from the cock that I need
And then with a creaking, I heard on from the floor, then the turn of a knob to this little sluts door
It swung open quickly with no little dick knock, in the room the bull walked he was hard as a rock

He was dressed all in cashmere from his pants to his jacket so I bent over the bed, as my ass stuck up so he’d smack it
A hard slap left a mark, next I was flipped on my back his zipper came down to reveal his fat dick and his sack
My eyes how they twinkled my mouth began watering my hands gripped his dick no hesitation or doddering
so thick was the shaft my fingers could not touch if I rode it tomorrow I’d have to walk with a crutch

With a kiss then a lick my slut mouth-play began, tonight my whore tongue will taste a real man
Theres a cough and a gag as he slides in my throat, when I tell all my friends I will brag and I’ll gloat
I heard a small whimper from the corner, a chair? Oh I guess that’s my husband I forgot he was there
Both our eyes on the bull, god he’s so good in bed, a great start for christmas as he facefucks my head

He spoke not a word, while his pipe was well worked, he’s close so he pulled out and his cock got furiously jerked
And with powerful spurts, I smile as he blows, I was covered in cum from my tits to my nose
He sprang to his ride then his engine did hum and left a happy little slut, still playing with cum
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight, Merry Christmas you whore tell that cuckbitch goodnight!