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By *eavenNhell OP Couple
over a year ago
carrbrook stalybridge |
Santa struggles down the chimney, steps on to the hearthrug and is surprised to see the (rather comely) lady of the house, curled up on the sofa wearing nothing but a near-transparent négligé and a smile. “Hello, Santa,” she purred, “Come and have a drink with me. I'm all alone, the children are fast asleep and my husband's been called out on an emergency.” Blushing, Santa declines, saying he hasn't got time. “Surely you won't leave me on my own?” she said slipping off the flimsy garment, putting her arms round his neck and pressing her breasts against him. “Oh, all right, I'll stay then,” he said.
"I'm never going to get up that chimney in this state, anyway!”
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