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December Humor
On the first day of Christmas my Master
handcuffed me to a branch on a big pear tree
On the second day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
two nipple clamps
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the third day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the fourth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the fifth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the sixth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the seventh day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
seven paddle whacks,
six clitty rings, five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the eighth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
eight whips that crack,
seven paddle whacks, six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing... four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the ninth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
nine nasty pinches,
eight whips that crack, seven paddle whacks,
six clitty rings, five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the tenth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
ten tender touches,
nine nasty pinches, eight whips that crack,
seven paddle whacks, six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing... four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the eleventh day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
eleven loving kisses,
ten tender touches, nine nasty pinches,
eight whips that crack, seven paddle whacks,
six clitty rings, five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...
On the twelfth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
12 silver chains,
eleven loving kisses, ten tender touches,
nine nasty pinches, eight whips that crack,
seven paddle whacks, six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing... four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree.
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