“You won’t, I am really wet, and I practiced taking it up the ass for hours – just go ahead, push it in nice and hard! There was a serial number on the back of each card, and it looked like it was well-worn and had been traded many times. Who are you?”
“I am a losing twat, A dumb little reindeer cum guzzler, Sir!”
Cupid, now bent over and looking mortified, responded to the husband she loved to tease like she was being forced to say it – against her will. Let’s see those Ho-Ho-Holes!”
Donder, Comet, Dasher, Blitzen, and Dancer turned away from us, and knelt on the wooden floor, each of them leaning forward, revealing their asses and wet pussies – Donder still had the dildo in her butt. The look on my Aunt’s face was not defiance, not acceptance – it was something in between and neither of those things. The women looked like they had all been impaled by candy cane-colored spears forced down their throats – unable to close their mouths. I looked at my mom -she and some of the others were busy congratulating
