Scouting for Santa

Everybody knows that one of Santa's big jobs is "checking the list," you know, figuring out who is naughty and who is nice. Well, I "convinced" Santa that I should help him out by traveling around in his min-sled pulled by two reindeer and looking in on different boys and girls.

It's a great job - I get away from the North Pole, I get to use the magic dust, and I get to dip my pole in all sorts of warm, sticky holes. I've got a real talent for finding the really naughty girls. I don't bother with the little kids; I let Santa deal with those brats. No, I like to check out the older sisters and even the moms. Using the magic makes this gig even more fun. You'll never know nasty until you fuck some sweet young bride from behind while she blows her completely unaware hubby. The jerk even thinks his new wife gets off on suck his cock while she and I know it's my big, sweet pole plowing into her hot pussy that really does the trick.

One of my most memorable scouting trips occured the year Clinton got into office the first time. It was May and I decided to roam around the Midwest of the United States. Springtime brings out the nasty in even the best of "good girls".

I found so many "naughty girls" it filled a whole list.