“I have a secret,” I whispered
When I sat on his knee
His arm at my waist
To steady me

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“A secret, you say?”
He asked when I squirmed
I felt him stiffen
When I squeezed his long worm

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A shift in his seat
While I stroked his hard meat
Blinking my eyes At my rotund man
My thigh hid my hand

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Tugging his dick
A pout to flirt
Passers-by didn’t notice
His hand under my skirt

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A gleam in his eye
When my secret, he discovered
No panties I wore
But my skirt kept me covered

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Tight, shaved, and wet
It gave him small pause
“Will you bring me something
Good Santa Clause?”