The next thing Eb knew, he was back in his bed, under the covers, and he would have thought it was all a dream except that his bunghole felt freshly plowed. He tried to sleep again, but as soon as he drifted off, he found himself bound in a kind of stocks with a hot leather daddy fucking his face.
โIโm the Ghost of Christmas Present,โ the stud panted between thrusts, โand once I give you my load, weโll be visiting some of your employees to see what you should be doing during the holiday season.โ
Before Eb knew it, he was eating one of the best loads heโd ever had the pleasure of taking.
โThere now,โ the ghost said. โThat should be just enough to get us where we need to go.โ