It's Christmas Eve
I cannot sleep
I'm so looking forward
To all my treats

So I get up
To make some tea
And in my living room
What do I see

Santa sitting
In a chair
In nothing but
His underwear

I jump up and down
I'm so excited
Santa is here
I'm so delighted

He clears his throat
And gives me a look
Looking down
He opens a book

Flips a few pages
And nods his head
Then asks me
Why I am out of bed

He says he knows
I've been misbehaving
That I've been a bad girl
And am in need of taming

He tells me move here
And get on your knees
If you want presents
You will do as I please

I drop to my knees
He pulls out his dick
He says see that pre cum
Move forward and lick

Well I want my presents
So I move forward and suck
Till he tells me to stop
And that he wants to fuck

This makes me nervous
Because he is real fat
If he goes on top
I'm quite sure I'll go splat

Thankfully I
Had no need to worry
He tells me to ride him
That he's in a hurry

I climb up
Slide down on his dick
Up and down motions
Rolling my hips

He moans and groans
I fuck him harder and harder
Look down at his gut
I've never seen anyone larger

His hands reach round
And grip my bum
With a ho ho ho
He fills me with cum

I climb off
He puts on his suit
I try not to laugh
As he struggles with his boots

I ask If I'll get presents now?
As I did what he said
He tells me to wait and see
And to go back to bed

That fucking bastard
Left me sea salts
He also gave me
Vaginal warts

So I wrote a letter
To Mrs Santa
Telling her
Her husband's a Wanker

Bitch wrote me back
Said to suck it up
That it's not her fault
I behaved like a slut

That he knows who to target
It's all in his book
I smirk at what I'm holding
She means the one that I took.