elf gets his hole raw fucked and deep fisted by sexy muscle Santa! – Fist Fucking Christmas!
Title: “A Very Fist-y Christmas”
[”The sun may be shining outside, but inside the festively decorated living room, it’s heating up. Wrapped under the Christmas tree is a stunning, young elf named Jingle. His pointed ears poke out from under a fluffy white bonnet, and his tight, red and green lingerie shows off his slim, delectable body. He writhes in his bondage, muffled moans escaping from the ball gag in his mouth.’]
[‘Santa enters the room, his bulging muscles barely contained within a strained red and white striped sweater. He adjusts his beard and prowls over to the helpless elf, running a glove-covered hand over Jingle’s pert ass. “Ho ho ho,” Santa growls, “Have you been a naughty elf this year, boy?” Jingle whimpers, squirming as the Count pounds a fist into the palm of the other hand.’]
[‘ Santa grabs a bottle of lube from his big, black sack and squirts some onto his gloved hand before rubbing it against Jingle’s tight pink rosebud. The elf yelps as Santa slowly slides a finger past the resistant ring of muscle. “No need to be shy, little man,” the Count chuckles darkly, “I’m going to ruin your tight asshole.” Two fingers push in, then three, scissoring open the eager boyhole. Jingle thrashes, tears leaking from his eyes, as his hole is worked open.’]
[‘”Time for the main event,” Santa announces, lubing up his beefy fist. He slaps his fist against Jingle’s hungrily clenching hole, making sloppy, wet noises echo through the room. The elf’s pucker flutters as Santa pushes against it, trying to force his way past. Jingle sobs as the fist-popping pushes begin, the pressure against his prostate making him see stars even as the pain of the brutal stretching drives him mad.]
[‘With a wet pop, the entire fist slides in to the wrist, making the elf’s eyes bulge comically behind his gag. “Merry Christmas indeed!” Santa laughs, high-fiving his other fist. He turns his hand around inside Jingle’s gut, making the boy spasm on his fist as his insides are rearranged. The elf’s slutty lingerie can’t contain the sizeable hardon tenting the front of his outfit. Drool dribbles from the corners of his stretched mouth. Santa starts to fist the whimpering elf, slowly at first, then faster, punching into the deepest parts of him. “Scream for me, shit stain,” the Count growls, slamming his fist into Jingle’s guts. The elf’s whole body jumps with each thrust, his head falling forward as he grunts.’]
[‘Sweat pours down Jingle’s shaking body, his knees giving out from the prolonged ass destruction. Santa reaches under him and grabs his cock, pumping furiously as the fist pounds away at his hole. “Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” Santa grits out, doubling over to mouth at the elf’s neck. Jingle screams, a high pitched mewl as his orgasm smashes through him with the force of a sleigh crash. His cock throbs in Santa’s grip, spraying white ropes onto the presents beneath them. Santa’s fist pounds into Jingle as he shakes and shudders through his mind-breaking climax.’]
[‘Finally, it’s time for Santa to unload. He props Jingle’s limp body up against the tree, making sure the elf has a front row seat for his creaming. With a mighty bellow, Santa’s cock erupts, painting the shimmering toy display with huge, milky splatters. The ball-busting fisting finally ends as his orgasm recedes, leaving the elf beyond broken and filled to the brim with his Santa-sized load.
With one last, resounding “Ho ho ho”, Santa tucks his softening dick away and saunters out of the room, ready for his next victim. Jingle hangs in his bondage, thoroughly ruined, but happy. He knows he’ll be on the good list next year.]
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