“A fine one. And do not you dare pull it out until you have emptied those dangling full balls inside of him.”Stepdaddy’s hole is dripping with Santa’s sweet cream. Gay sex And stepdaddy did. You hear! Claus,’ is round like a bowl full of plum jelly, strapped inside a straining red jockstrap. And let Santa see my round and firm ass.“Yeah, boy. Take what you want when a man gives you his ass.”“You got it, Santa!”Stepdaddy agreed when he squeezed his muscled hole around my cock. And gags. “Son, have you put out the saucer of cookies for good Ole Saint Nick?” The deep voiced Daddy asks his bright blue-eyed stepson. Reluctantly. “Everyone is a whore at some point. The solid red comforter looked like a Jackson Pollock painting. Fuck me! OH!” The white bearded man is pummeling his stepdaddy in his backside with his hefty sized cock. Like he did when he was a little boy in the past. His stepson stares at him as he fumbles with his jewels.“Good night!” Daddy says in the half-light of the bedroom.“Do not close the door. Sweet dreams daddy!”“Sweet dreams, Son.” Daddy shouts from his room as he is now pulling down his Christmas plaid pajama bottoms, too.
