Page 24 of Santa's Dark Secret
May - A perfect mold of my veiny dick, preferably in bright Christmas red. Don’t forget the veins! Batteries not included.
June - Let her ride me until I fall apart. I have no choice but to lay back and take it. Floor, couch, or rooftop beside the reindeer. (Preferably not the rooftop. Tucker’s a horny little reindeer. I don’t need him bricking up while watching my girl fuck me.)
July - Get to know me better. Open up. Let her know the man that I am. Let her understand me and feel the person she’s been waiting for isn’t going to break her heart.
August - Bend her over and take her from behind, hand in her hair, and don’t dare hold back. Be rough with her. Then let her ride the replica cock while I fuck her mouth.
September - Claim that sweet ass if she’s up for it. Take it slow. She’s new at this.
October - Be with me forever. Going to need clarification on this one.
October - Surprise her. Give her something she’s not expecting. One pearl necklace coming right up.
November - Give her the clarity she deserves.
December - Lay her down and tear her lingerie off with my teeth.
Now, I won’t lie, I’m particularly fond of June and September. The idea of laying back and watching her take control has excited me to no end. Just the thought of Mila on top of me and riding my cock as she pleases is getting me hard. Fuck, she’s going to be so damn beautiful riding me. The way her body will roll. How she’ll grind and groan. I can’t fucking wait. But claiming her ass? Fuck. She has no idea how many times I’ve thought about claiming her sweet ass over the years.
As for the list in general. I don’t think we can tick them off in order. I’m going to have to be strategic about the way I start ticking shit off, but that’s okay. Something tells me that Mila won’t mind what order they come in, as long as she gets everything she wants. And fuck, I’m not about to let her down.
