Presents for Sophie - 12.

It's not even December yet, but my friends already started dropping presents in the mail like I'm some sort of kinky holiday subscriber. First box? A chrome-plated butt plug shaped like a tiny festive tree—ridged all the way down, so the stretch teases a fresh ring with every level I work past my pucker. Then came the matching red jockstrap, mesh pouch so sheer you can see every twitch of my cock while the straps bite into my cheeks and keep everything spread wide. He threw in cuffs too. Leather. Lined, so I can stay tied spread-eagle on the bed for hours, ass up, ankles buckled open while the lube dries sticky against my hole. Oh, and a clear acrylic dick mold—two-foot length—exactly the girth that makes my rim go white when it pops past the seal. Looks like next week’s delivery will be the fists-on-a-stick double dong for double penetration demos, so stay tuned. Want your name on the next unboxing? My Amazon wishlist’s right there; add whatever toy you want to watch disappear inside me. Merry kink-mas, sluts.