Day Eighth

On the eigth day of Chastemas you get to enjoy the tittilating presentation of a tasty candy cane melting in my mouth. Feast your eyes on my nimble tongue stroking the sweet hard candy, stripping it of layer after layer of it’s envigorating sweetness. Oh if only your little candy cane could melt in my mouth, and surely it would, melt in my mouth, but it would be a quick and disapointing melt, far remolved from the prolonged pleasure a feline like me expects and demands. So as you drip into your device, you can watch me be satisfied by a candy cane. MMm so sweet between m...

Day Eighth

On the eigth day of Chastemas you get to enjoy the tittilating presentation of a tasty candy cane melting in my mouth. Feast your eyes on my nimble tongue stroking the sweet hard candy, stripping it of layer after layer of it’s envigorating sweetness. Oh if only your little candy cane could melt in my mouth, and surely it would, melt in my mouth, but it would be a quick and disapointing melt, far remolved from the prolonged pleasure a feline like me expects and demands. So as you drip into your device, you can watch me be satisfied by a candy cane. MMm so sweet between my luscious lips.