Yet Another "Night Before Christmas" but maybe a little nsfw this time

Twas the night before Christmas

When all up on tinder

Not a creature was smashing

Even though it was winter

The whips were all hung

By the swing with care

In hopes that a match

Soon would be there

The swipers were nestled

All safe in their beds

While visions of eggplants

Danced in their heads

The Dom in her latex

And I in my gag

Had just settled down

For a long winter’s shag


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