You’ve been wishing for gifts… but the only thing you’re getting this year is me - strap-on tightened, in red, and ready to use you.
Christmas comes early when I lay you down and deliver exactly what you deserve: my cock, pushing deep down your tight chimney while you moan loud enough to wake your neighbors.
Every thrust is a reminder that you’re not the man of the house—just the toy I unwrap, play with, and put away when I’m done. And tonight? I’m not done until you’re fully stuffed and wishing every holiday felt this joyful.
Time for a proper Christmas fucking! Open wide and pull knees back—Santa’s not the only one emptying his sack.