Phone Sex, Liquor, and XXXmas Carols

Dear Dirty Santa,

I must have been a perfectly naughty girl this year because you brought me everything I asked for. The phone sex calls were hot. I stayed logged on all night on the 24th and it was a triple XXXmas eve. Lots of calls from foul-minded men–my favorite kind!

I was still groggy in the morning when my girlfriend pulled the sheets off me, having let herself into my apartment, and proceeded to punish me for being such a bad-ass. First, she had me over her knee, begging her to stop spanking me, then she teased and tortured my clit till I was begging her to fuck me. And when she did I came like a river. I guess I’ve been naughty and nice.

By the time we got to my mom’s house the liquor was flowing. I found the 40 of vodka you brought me under the tree. It didn’t last long since it was a big party and my family likes to imbibe. We drank and ate turkey and chocolate till everyone was either sluggish or totally buzzed then played round after round of charades and Dance Dance Revolution.

You know, I just couldn’t ask for a better day. I got to have nasty phone sex and make a little coin, I was disciplined for being a bad girl, and fucked for being a good girl, I was surrounded by people I love, eating, drinking, and dancing to Brenda Lee: Rockin’ Around The XXXmas Tree.

Life is sweet.