Eumenides
I Am Little Spoon
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Twas the night before Christmas
And all throughout Lit
All the perverts were stirring
With sexual merriment.
The stockings were hung
On creamy white thighs
While visions of tatas
Danced in their eyes.
While Santa made rounds
Through the forbidden night
Litties were moaning
From their frustrated plights.
When all of a sudden
There arose such a clatter
When threads began dripping
With carnal-type chatter.
And as they all drifted
Into orgasmic repose
Santa stowed gifts
With his eyes tightly closed.
And they heard him exclaim
As he drove out of sight
"Happy orgasms to all,
and to all a good night!"
And all throughout Lit
All the perverts were stirring
With sexual merriment.
The stockings were hung
On creamy white thighs
While visions of tatas
Danced in their eyes.
While Santa made rounds
Through the forbidden night
Litties were moaning
From their frustrated plights.
When all of a sudden
There arose such a clatter
When threads began dripping
With carnal-type chatter.
And as they all drifted
Into orgasmic repose
Santa stowed gifts
With his eyes tightly closed.
And they heard him exclaim
As he drove out of sight
"Happy orgasms to all,
and to all a good night!"
