Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

The KISSmas Elf was looking at my cock. I could see the hunger in his eyes.
“You want to suck Santa’s cock, don’t you?”
He nodded, but I could see his hesitation and I knew what that hesitation was.
“You need to ask permission, don’t you?
“Yes.”
“Go ask.”

I watched him wend his way through the crowd towards his fiancé. He explained to her what he wanted to do. She was quick to say yes. I knew she would allow it, but I appreciated that he had to ask.

He returned and dropped to his knees in front of me. His fist grabbed my cock and he put his lips to the head, neither pushing nor pulling.
“Oh, no, that won’t do. You have to take more of it.”
He opened wider and slipped my cock in his mouth.
“I want to feel my cock in the back of your throat.”
He struggled to take more and I pushed into him.
“Yeah, that’s good.”

He looked up at me with his face full of my cock.
“I like seeing your eyes.”
I pulled out and let him lick a bit.
“Yeah, I like when you lick it underneath like that.”
I slapped his face with my cock.
“Good boy.”