Down a New Chimney

Santa and I rode through the night sky delivering presents in town after town. In the wink of an eye we had covered a hundred small towns. There is nothing like the magic shifting of time on Christmas Eve.

We landed on the roof of a neat suburban house. ?This may prove to be interesting, Willie,? Santa chuckled as he loaded goodies into his bag. ?Todd, the owner of this house is a fireman who seems to spend most of his time working or hunting and fishing with his buddies. His wife Patti just had their third kid four months ago. Two years ago when I stopped here to deliver presents, Todd was gone on a week-long hunting trip. I came down and chimney and discovered this cute, very pregnant, honey screwing herself silly with one of her husband?s deer meat sausages. I offered to give her the real thing and she jumped at the opportunity. Last year, when I arrived, Todd was gone ? working the Christmas shift at the firehouse. But Patti was waiting for me with a plate of cookies, wearing a tiny red teddy, and sporting a very wet pussy. I left her with a creamed filling and some special toys.?

Santa climbed off of the sled with his bundle. ?I hope Todd is gone again. Patti is some hottie!?

I could see that Santa already had a stiff welcome ready for Patti in his pants. I jumped down from the sled and followed the big man down the chimney.