“He told me to put your butt plug in the snow and make you pee your name?”
“Is that all? She was eager to win – although she seemed perplexed, I’d help her for some reason. You’re in the winner’s circle at the end and get left behind while all the other reindeer jiggle their tits down the street, singing Christmas carols out in the cold.”
The girls booed the idea of singing carols. I began to recover hastily. “No crying if your fat ass gets beaned in the process. That made ME feel special. We’ll be done in less than an hour. Men aim for the holes. “It’s okay if you don’t have anything for me to say! So, get to stepping, sluts!”
“Where are we going to cum?” Eddie shouted out loud. There were no cars out, and it was Chilly on Christmas Eve – it wasn’t likely we’d run into someone, but you never know.