Author: chad thundercock
Chapter 8- Stocking Full of Milk and Love
We were heading in the room. Papa Otto whispered melodies, I could feel his warm breath touching my shoulder. He began lifting my shirt up as I began unzipping his pants. He gave me gentle kisses and words of affirmation. We were in the middle of our lovemaking session as the door swung open.
“GET OFF MY BABY ANGEL!!!!”
The voice was so familiar, it sounded like… Santa Claus. I was so moved by this act of devotion, I couldn’t believe it. I think I have feelings for Santa Claus once more.
Suddenly, he stripped naked and fantasies of all sorts were revealed. I saw a blink of light in Papa Otto’s eye. I knew he felt the same way as I did. We were all in love with Santa Claus and me. The only solution to this problem would be a polyamorous relationship.
“Baby Angel” ?? Please.. are you a teenager or something the fuck is the romance in this story anymore its so fucking Taylor Swift GAY shit
happy ending?!