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Naturally, I love the winter holidays. Especially, when you’re single. In truth, there seems to be some sort of special magic in the air when you’re single at this time. Without a doubt, when you’re a sexy single girl all alone.

Furthermore, I had been seeing this guy Tommy for a bit. Although he has the smallest cock I’ve ever seen, he and I have a lot of fun.

Tommy arranged for him and me to go to his family’s Christmas tree farm. Specifically, he texted me and said, “I’m taking you to my family’s farm so you can pick out a tree and then let me cum under your tree”.

When I arrived, I was wearing light-washed ripped jeans that were flared at the bottom. On my feet were the cutest pink waterproof Ugg boots. I had a low-cut navy tank top, barely covering my rock-hard nipples. Along with a white faux fur jacket and ear muffs, I looked cute.

I could see the heads turned as I walked around with Tommy and his tiny dick.

Jemma and Her Christmas Tree

Lush snow-covered Spruce, Fir, Cypress, and Pine trees surrounded us. Magnificent dips and hills covered in freshly fallen snow looked exquisite. In addition, Tommy’s family set up unique and vibrant photo ops throughout the farm.

Following Tommy through the clearing, we arrived at one of the partially secluded photo ops. Fucking in public is always such a turn-on for me.

It should be noted that this photo op was not completely secluded. Lots of people could see us. This particular photo op was set up like Mrs. Claus’s kitchen. To emphasize, it was a kitchen room displayed, completely done up with pretend appliances. As well as curtains, milk, and freshly baked cookies for Santa. Four of Tommy’s closest guy friends were standing in the kitchen and greeted me.

“Get behind the kitchen island and get into position Jemma.”, ordered Tommy.

I got behind the island and popped my fat ass out to shake, putting my head down on the counter.

Suddenly, I heard my jeans begin to be ripped in the ass area.

I felt the first hard cock glide into my wet pussy.

“Yessssssss!”. I screamed so loud. Everyone could hear. Everyone looked and saw.

What can I say? I love being a good slut.

“Tell me what a good slut you are”, one of them whispered. My pussy dripping, everyone looking, I said, “I love being a good slut”.

XXXO, Jemma

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