Twas the night before Christmas,
And all were in bed,
Though not silent at all,
As legs were well spread.

For two naughty cubs,
Had other plans well in store,
And were just getting warmed up,
In chance Santa came to their door.

There was a little rumour,
About the size of his sack,
As for what lay below,
He had no reason to pack!

With these dreams in mind,
They had laid their best bait,
Well used panties and cum,
But for now - no reason to wait.

So Beau was in leathers,
And in for a good pegging,
Belle in her best strap-on,
With festive holiday legging.

Rudolph’s red nose,
Could not outdo these two,
As Beau’s pounded behind,
Became a glorious hue!

At long last they ended,
In need of a quick nap,
Only to look up at hearing,
A camera go, ‘Snap!’.

There was a large figure,
Dressed mostly in red,
“Santa is coming.” 
The jolly fat man said.

And unleashed a stream,
So thick and so white,
That plastered the walls,
And everything that was in sight.

The two sated cubs,
Found they had new vigour to spare,
For more sucking and fucking,
And were once again bare.

Up off the bed,
The pair they did jump,
Both trying to be,
The first for Santa to pump.

Belle was just swifter,
And her lips did quick latch,
Onto Santa’s cock tip,
While Beau got a face full of snatch.

It did not end there, 
As Beau went in for the kill,
And gave Santa a rimjob,
To further the thrill.

The pair were determined,
However Santa he was no slouch,
And swiftly the pair,
Were bent over the couch.

“Which do I plunder,
And which one goes loose?
Tell you what my boy,
You take her Caboose!”

There was a good fucking,
Fun had by them all,
Though all things must end,
Santa had toys to haul.

He gave them a kiss,
And sent the pair back to bed,
“Remember I’m watching.” 
Rang out in each head.

“Be naughty or nice,
It’s all the same in the end.
The only thing different,
Is how far my cock does extend!”