‘‘Twas the Night Before DickMas Santa Baby!! 🎅 🎁

Having a little fun & adapted Twas the Night….

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**’Twas the Night Before Dickmas**

’Twas the night before Dickmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring not even the mouse except my partner’s thick **** and *****, heavy as a brick house.

Silk Stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

But I dreamed of Suzy Wylde’s tight little back-there.

She winked with a grin and, to my shocked delight,

Said, “Baby, my *** is an all-access night.

Park it in the rear, no need to knock—

Every friend gets a turn sliding deep in their ****.”

Squirt or? Who gives a ****, call it bliss,

She takes six, seven eight or nine more was Frank, Connor, Matt, Justin, Ben, David, Lewis Too who else you know blew it my best friend Stu & his bruh the one with the crew.

A whole **** lineup outside her back door,

Each one ready to stretch that sweet ring a bit more.

Cookies and milk? **** that noise—satin and silk,

Suzy in red trim, fur hat, **** that could kill.

No long winter’s nap, let’s Netflix & chill

Just those perfect pink nipples begging for tongue and ***.

She howled like a ****, begging “More ****! More ***!”

Till every last ball was drained and done.

But then—what’s that clatter? Tiny boots on the roof?

Eight little elves and one fat jolly goof.

Down the chimney came Santa, his sack swinging low,

List in one hand, a raging North Pole aglow.

Top of the page, in red ink it read clear:

“Suzy Wylde—World’s Finest Backdoor Reindeer.”

She dropped to her knees, rubbed her cream on his beard,

Glazed that white fluff till it dripped and disappeared.

Old Nick just laughed, “HO HO HO—best part of the job

Is finding the sluttiest elves who love taking my ****!”

He flipped up her skirt, no chimney tonight,

“Just slide in the back, darling—my favorite flight!”

He pounded her *** while the elves jerked in cheer,

Shouting, “On Dasher, on Dancer—now I’ll fill up her rear!”

With a belly like jelly and a **** thick as coal,

He roared as he came, stuffing Suzy’s back hole.

Then he sprang to his sleigh, gave his reindeer a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim as they tore out of sight—

“Happy Christmas to all… and to Suzy—good tight night your Backdoor is truly a wondrous delight!”

Merry ******* Christmas, you magnificent degenerates. 🎄🍑💦