Maybe she doesn’t think I choked. Maybe she really does think I’m a total stud who’s too busy fending off texts from other horny women to reply to her saucy message right away. I can further convince her that I’m a stud by delivering her a fresh batch of homemade cookies. She already knows I bake peppermint bark cookies that are so perfectly crisp and chewy they’ll knock her on her ass, spank that ass until it’s candy cane-pink and refreshingly tingly, and then massage those cheeks until she begs Santa to treat her like a naughty, naughty girl again.
