July 30th, 2010 | 
Author: "By the sound of it, it's a pretty *BIG* animal don't you think, Dad?" Jimmy went back to making Karate chops again.
They huddled around the top of the staircase, crouching down to get the full view of the roaring fire in the fireplace, wondering what the source of the sound on the roof was going to do next.
All of a sudden the fire in the fireplace blew out with a whooshing sound. But just as suddenly, the fire roared back to life. The four of them gasped. There, standing in front of the fireplace, was a very large man with a white beard dressed in a red suit, wearing gloves and a cap and stroking the head of a magnificent pony!
"Ho ho ho," the jolly old man chuckled. "Wasn't that fun?" the man asked the beast. The pony nodded his head up and down as if to say yes.
"That *IS* Santa," Tom whispered, bewildered.
The four bodies at the top of the stairs stole quick glances at each other then just as quickly returned their gaze towards the scene that was taking place in the living room.
"I'd better get you ready for the children," the jolly man said with a twinkle in his eye. He moved without delay towards the far side of the handsome animal and fell to his knees with a loud plop. The pony was parallel to the fireplace and the big man was in between them. The reddish orange glow cast forth from the flames complimented the rosy cheeks of the warm-hearted man. The fire being near the floor illuminated the underside of the well muscled beast. It was a stallion!
Santa took off his gloves, neatly folded them together, then deposited them in one of his coat pockets. He stroked his left hand lightly along the backside of the pony's resilient ass muscles, periodically fingering the steed's puckering asshole. He used his right hand to massage and knead the pony's huge balls in small circles, like a skilled juggler handling a pair of baseballs in one hand.
The pony responded by reeling out his monstrous cock, inch by thickening inch. After the first four or so inches emerged from the hairless sheath, Santa moved close to the pony's love tube. The head of the cock was still sheathed by the cock's first fold skin.
"Ho ho! I see you trying to poke out," Santa said with a stout laugh. He flicked his tongue around the inside of the ring of thick skin. The pony raised his head and shook it from side to side causing his mane to wave majestically as if flowing in an imaginary wind.
"You love it, don't you boy?" Santa asked the pony. The pony responded by popping the cockhead out through the first fold ring and telescoping the
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