Timmy opened his tiny lips and aimed his mouth at the the GIANT lollipop. Tongue eager to slobber all over that candy cane.
But Timmy had frail and bony knees so kneeling on the cold diiirrrty floor had a real effect on him. Before that veiny wrinkly dick entered Timmy's soft succulent mouth, he moaned out, "my kneeeeessss, they need softness."
"Don't worry my little mistlehoe, I have two big sacks you can rest on." grunted Santa.
Timmy gleefully clapped his hands while Santa fully dropped his glorious red satin trousers to his ankles. Santa dropped his bouncy balls down, allowing the mistlehoe the forcefully stamp on Santa's big presents. Grunts of pain followed but when Timmy finally swallowed Santa's pointy candy cane those grunts turned to moans of pleasure.
However, as Timmy gagged on that gobstopper, Santa came to realise that his milk could not escape because of Timmy's boney knees blocking the passageways.
They needed a new position...
This was a tribute to my friend she died crash but she lives on through this fic.
Live laugh love abigail grace ibbotson <3
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TIMMY × SANTA - A Christmas Peach
RomanceTimmy and Santa get STEAMY on Christmas Eve. BUT WHAT ABOUT THE CHILDREN! Timmy has been a very naughty boy....
