I'm a good girl Santa

With few brains get down and reach to his leg.

"I've been a good girl this year Santa Please give me a present."

you say on your knees as you beg.

"I don't know maybe there is a way to prove it."

Out of thin air appears in his hand a candy cane of kisses most large.

"I shouldn't have to say what to do you should already know."

You take the cane with joy and rub it against your hungry cunt.

With not even sugarplums dancing in your head.