Santa Head

"No way, sir," I said,

to Santa in his sleigh.

"I am not queer-

No offense to all those here."

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But the old man laughed,

Reached out and gripped me,

Into the sled he held and lift me,

Pressed tongue to mine-- and kissed me.

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"Do you dare reveal,"

Asked he, "how that makes you feel?"

His hand's helped mine to his dick.

I couldn't help but start to lick.

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Santa thrust into my head,

skullfucked me with his prick,

Held my head down as he blew seed:

Santa came and went quick.