A Visit From St. Nicholas (The Naughty Version)
My apologies to Clement Clarke Moore for this version of his classic poem...'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, We were fucking like rabbits, both pissed on the Grouse. My stockings were strewn on the back of a chair, And my legs were akimbo, both feet in the air. My husband was fucking me hard on the be...