Virginia finally completes her mission.
By cb summers. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
I pulled the blanket off his lap. His cock was poking out of the hole in his pants. I was on my knees on the bench next to him, so I scrunched down to take a nice good look at it in the moonlight. I pushed his semi-tented pants down, to expose all fifteen inches of him.
“You have a beautiful penis, Kris.” I traced my fingers over the veins and other details that I’d studied on ‘Santa’s Little Helper’ all year. It grew slightly, stiffening at my touch. “Your cock saw me through several near-relapses on my road to recovery. Whenever I felt the need to go Santa hunting, I’d put you inside me and make it through another day.”