Prologue
On Christmas night, I was all alone.
Usually, during this time of year when work tends to pile up as the end of the year approaches, I never felt particularly lonely. But this year was different. My heart felt restless, enveloped in an overwhelming emptiness. So, on my way home, I opened a bottle of red wine I had bought at the department store's basement and tried to toast to myself.
"Merry Christmas, me."
As I stared blankly at the twinkling lights of the tree through my glass, I let out a self-deprecating laugh. This was not good. I had work tomorrow, yet with every sip, I found myself getting more intoxicated. The moment I leaned back against the sofa, I was unexpectedly drawn into a drowsy haze.
☆ A Mysterious dream begun
"Merry Christmas."
When I opened my eyes to the low, resonant voice, I found two unfamiliar men standing before me. One was muscular, clad in a red Santa Claus outfit, with sharp black eyes looking down at me. The other was a young man with tousled brown hair, sporting reindeer antlers on his head.
"Thank you for waiting! We’ve come to deliver your presents!"
The reindeer-clad one cheerfully announced. I rubbed my eyes. Was I still drunk, or was this a dream? It felt so unreal that I couldn't help but think so.
"Presents...?"
"Yes, a special gift just for you."
From the large bag he held, he pulled out an assortment of toys adorned with red ribbons, clearly intended for adults.
"W-what is this...?"
I asked, feeling my cheeks heat up, and the man dressed as Santa smiled quietly.
"Something you need."
The moment his hand touched my cheek, an incredible warmth radiated from his fingertips. The certainty that this was a dream made my embarrassment fade away. This was my own secret, a fantasy time that no one else would know about.
The Sweet Beginning of the Night
"First, you need to relax."
The Santa man, though quiet, expertly placed his hand on my shoulder. His large, warm hands skillfully worked to relieve my tense muscles. It felt unbelievably pleasant, and before I knew it, all the tension in my body had melted away.
"How is it? He’s got quite the skill, doesn’t he?"
The brown-haired reindeer laughed, and I could hear sounds of him preparing something in the kitchen.
"…It really feels like a dream. So incredibly real. This can’t be happening."
"It might not be a dream, you know?"
His words sounded like a joke, but I was so surrendered to them that I didn’t feel like probing further. Each time Santa's hands slid down my back, I felt something deep inside me melting away.
☆ The Rich Aroma and Heat
"I’m done! Christmas special hot chocolate!"
The mug the reindeer brought over wafted a sweet, rich aroma that tickled my nose. One sip warmed me to my core, and any embarrassment vanished into thin air.
"Well then, shall we get to the main topic?"
The moment his eyes sparkled, the Santa man whispered in my ear.
"Don’t worry, just wish for what you want."
My heart raced at those words.
Surrounded by a Sensual Scent
"Now, to help you relax even more, let’s use this."
The reindeer pulled out an amber-colored glass bottle. The instant he opened the cap, a sweet, dense floral and musk scent filled the room. Just the fragrance made my body feel warm.
"This is a special massage oil. Using this will make you feel even better."
"Now, relax. An oil massage is perfect for a tired body."
Santa showed the oil bottle with a big smile. However, there was a hint of shyness on his cheeks.
"Huh? But… are we really going to do this?"
I looked up at the two of them, my eyes wide.
"Of course!"
The reindeer shrugged lightly, receiving the bottle from Santa. He spun the bottle in one hand while grinning.
"We’re quite confident in our massage skills. And you’d be surprised at how delicate Santa’s touch can be!"
"Well, um, A woman's body is sacred, so it should be treated gently."
Santa tugged at the brim of his hat, trying to hide his slightly reddened face.
I hesitated for a moment, glancing back and forth between the two. Yet, I found myself unable to resist the sweet scent of the oil and the eager looks in their eyes.
"…Okay, just a little. Should I take off my clothes?"
I nervously reached for my clothes. Since this was a dream, it was okay to be a little more proactive, right?
The moment I lifted the hem of my sweatpants, I could feel my cheeks gradually warming.
"Don't be so shy. We'll try not to look.”
The reindeer wink and smile.
" Still, embarrassment is embarrassing! .”
I took the plunge and took off my shirt. Then I glanced at Santa, and he hurriedly looked away.
"Oh, I'm sorry..! Oh, um, I didn't mean it in a weird way, I'm just trying to concentrate!”
Santa begins to make excuses while flapping his hands. His desperate appearance reassured me a little.
Santa is probably even shyer than I am.
Seeing Santa more embarrassed than I was made me feel at ease.
I took off more of my clothes. I left the light on in my room.
I lay down on the bed, thinking that I should dim the lights.
All right, I'm ready to go.
The reindeer chuckled merrily as he handed the oil into Santa's hand. He silently dripped a small amount into his palm and rubbed his hands together to slowly warm them. Even the gesture was somewhat sexy.
He made sure it wasn't cold.
"Don't worry.”
He whispered and began to slide the oil from my shoulders. Each time the warm liquid slid over my skin, a pleasant sensation spread out like a wave. His movements were large and soft, yet precise, as he worked the stiff muscles.
"How's he doing? He's really soft, isn't he?”
The reindeer sat down at my feet, this time taking the oil and touching my calves. In contrast to Santa's strong fingers relaxing my back, the reindeer's hands were light and playful.
"This oil doesn't just smell good,” he said.
"It also has ingredients in it that make your skin feel smooth.”
I could feel my skin becoming more sensitive as his hands gently slid up my ankles, knees, and thighs. Santa and his reindeer, their rhythms strangely combined, and my whole body was enveloped in a pleasant heat.
"You can relax more,” Santa whispered in my ear.
Each time Santa whispered in my ear, the low sound of his voice echoed in my chest. The reindeer laugh merrily and skillfully unwind me. Wrapped in their hands, I was completely in their hands.
As I was entranced by the sensual scent, the reindeer man slowly stroked my thighs and Santa slowly reached for my breasts.
Slowly and softly, he crawls his fingers over my breasts through my bra.
My body reacted involuntarily as his thick fingers tickled and teased my breasts from below.
Santa's hand gently and slowly stroked up and down over the entire breast, lifting it up.
I couldn't help it.
For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to resist.
(Because this is all a dream, it will all be over when I wake up, just a pleasant Christmas dream)
(Nn... ah...)
Sweet pleasure flooded out of my stomach.
The reindeer man does not just gently rub his thighs either. He has been gently stroking the inside of her thighs and gently tickling her with one finger.
His hands seemed to be accustomed to caressing women.
I had never known thighs and breasts to be so sensitive.
Every time their fingers caressed my whole body, I felt a numbing pleasure spreading through my head.
Before I knew it, I couldn't suppress the sound of my voice leaking out.
The reindeer man whispered in my ear.
Your skin is so soft, I want to touch it all the time. It would be more relaxing to take off your underwear and let you feel the oil and our love all over your body.
The oil was so soft and soft that it made the woman's skin radiant. The ingredients in this oil make a woman's skin glow.
"You need time to relax like this.”
Santa whispered in a low, calm voice. His voice had a deep resonance that seemed to reach deep into my heart.
His words warmed my heart and I involuntarily closed my eyes.
“Please Relax our princess,” he said, ”and we'll take care of everything. ”
The reindeer man smiled gently as he stroked my thighs and skin more carefully. Despite his jovial tone, his hand movements were truly familiar.
“You're so charming when you're relaxed like this.”
I felt my face heat up involuntarily at his words. But I couldn't resist the comfort.
“ You didn't have to think about anything. Just feel how good it feels. ”
Santa whispered to me, and I began to relax more and more. I was enveloped by their gentle words and hand movements, and a feeling of happiness spread through me, as if I was being cared for.
☆ Holy night, I was held by them and fell into their arms.
Before I knew it, I felt the reindeer man slowly push my thighs up and I was forced into an M position.My legs were spread wide.
I closed my eyes in embarrassment.
Somehow, I felt that their eyes were looking at my embarrassing part.
I felt my cheeks heat up just imagining the way they were looking at me.
reindeer man said to me while he rub my pantie.
“That's a cute pair of lingerie. But there's something prettier under there, isn't there?”
The reindeer man's fingers slowly traced the area between my legs through my underwear.
I resisted the urge to move my hips.
How he was touching my body in such a disgusting way.
He stroked my pubic mound gently and slowly through the fabric, and I suppressed a jump.
“Don't hold back.”
The reindeer man said in a happy voice as he poked the area around my vagina with his index finger.
Before I knew it, Santa had his fingers touching the hooks on my back.
“May I take off your bra?”
I could not take no for an answer.
I wanted to feel their fingers and hands directly on my body. I wanted them to feel my body, too.
Santa removed my bra in a familiar manner and clasped my breasts in his large hands.
I could feel the hot sensation of Santa and his reindeer on my shoulders, back, and thighs. Feeling their body heat, my body became hot again.
I wondered if they could even feel my heart pounding.
(Ohhhh......)
Santa's large hands softly crawled over my breasts, his fingers occasionally grazing my nipples.
(Oh... my nipples, how good they feel!)
Meanwhile, the reindeer man is stroking my pubic mound.
Each time Santa strokes up and down my breasts, his calloused but hot fingers occasionally stimulate my nipples. Every time Santa's fingers touch my nipples
I feel a wave of pleasure rush directly from my nipples to my brain.
Santa gently flicks my nipple with his index finger.
My breathing gradually became erratic as he moved his fingers like a pianist.
I tried my best to keep my breathing from turning into a gasp.
My whole body was hot.
The reindeer man moved over my panties, gently tracing up and down the crack there.
Her hips overreacted.
The reindeer man repeatedly traced the center of the crack with his finger, almost touching it, but not quite, as if he was checking for a reaction.
My head was getting fuzzy with pleasure. A little more stimulation would have made me scream.
Santa was slowly and softly squeezing and pinching my nipples to see how I would react. The stimulation given by both of them at the same time.
I was captivated by the pleasure.
My nipples were being touched by Santa, and my vagina, which was almost touched but not quite, was tingling.
The reindeer man's hand stopped.
(What, are you finished? I want you to touch me just a little bit more. I want you to touch me directly where I feel so good.)
At that moment, I looked at the reindeer man.
He smiled and pushed my clitoris, which he had never touched with his finger through my underwear, as if he was pressing a switch with his index finger.
(Nn!)
I let out a sweet sound due to the strong stimulation and pleasure that was suddenly given to me.
Santa and the reindeer man looked happy.
'Is it time for me to try out some toys on you? I want to pick out the perfect toy for you today.”
The reindeer man whispered to me as he pushed up on my clit.
“ I promise, I will give you the most pleasure and relaxation. ”
Santa said and he gently pinched my nipple.
My body could not resist. I wanted to expose myself.
"You're amazing,” he said.
I'm already melting. I think I'm ready.
The reindeer man's fingers smeared my clitoris with my love juice to make it slippery. Unlike Santa's, the reindeer man's fingers were thin and delicate.
“Ahhh...!”
Santa flicked my nipple with his tongue. It was so hard that even the slightest stimulation caused an intense sensation of pleasure. It was hard, and it needed a soft tongue to soothe it.
I wondered if this one was ready too.
.. oh no..please keep going....
'Which toy shall we start with, you choose? Or we could try something that we think might fit you.”
The reindeer man showed me several toys. A pink, smooth, elongated vibrator, a cute, round, heart-shaped rotor,
nipple rotor with two clips. A red rope with a soft feel. Some of them looked like paddles or whips.
Some looked like plugs with fluffy animal hair.
What should I do, which one should I choose? I had never seen so many toys before,
"There are too many to choose from? Shall I try them all anyway?”
"What? Are you sure? Don't you think that's greedy? All this in one night?”
"You're more than welcome. We're not ready to launch the product to the public yet. We may improve the product based on your reaction.”
"Of course, if you like our fingers and our crotch, we'd be happy to do that too!”
"What? Is that a possibility?”
"Tonight is a special Christmas for the three of us. Santa will do his best.”
I couldn't help but look up at Santa, curious as to his reaction.
"Really?”
Santa seemed to have a hearty blush on his cheeks.
"I'll do my best.”
Santa whispered shyly. I didn't miss the slight tremor in his voice.
“ As you can see, Santa is shy, even though he looks at you and can't wait to get into you.
I looked at him in surprise. He was red-faced, clutching his hat and staring at me.
He had looked so calm, but now he looked cute.
I looked at his crotch, which seemed to have grown so large that I could see it through his clothes.
I looked at it and felt somewhat happy.
I felt a warmth in my chest.
The reindeer gently put his arm around my shoulder. His hands seemed to arouse pleasure in me, even though he was only touching me.
I wanted to touch and feel these men more. Such feelings welled up from the bottom of my heart.
“ Now, which toy would you choose? Princess.”
It seems that my dream has only just begun.
On Christmas night, I was all alone.
Usually, during this time of year when work tends to pile up as the end of the year approaches, I never felt particularly lonely. But this year was different. My heart felt restless, enveloped in an overwhelming emptiness. So, on my way home, I opened a bottle of red wine I had bought at the department store's basement and tried to toast to myself.
"Merry Christmas, me."
As I stared blankly at the twinkling lights of the tree through my glass, I let out a self-deprecating laugh. This was not good. I had work tomorrow, yet with every sip, I found myself getting more intoxicated. The moment I leaned back against the sofa, I was unexpectedly drawn into a drowsy haze.
☆ A Mysterious dream begun
"Merry Christmas."
When I opened my eyes to the low, resonant voice, I found two unfamiliar men standing before me. One was muscular, clad in a red Santa Claus outfit, with sharp black eyes looking down at me. The other was a young man with tousled brown hair, sporting reindeer antlers on his head.
"Thank you for waiting! We’ve come to deliver your presents!"
The reindeer-clad one cheerfully announced. I rubbed my eyes. Was I still drunk, or was this a dream? It felt so unreal that I couldn't help but think so.
"Presents...?"
"Yes, a special gift just for you."
From the large bag he held, he pulled out an assortment of toys adorned with red ribbons, clearly intended for adults.
"W-what is this...?"
I asked, feeling my cheeks heat up, and the man dressed as Santa smiled quietly.
"Something you need."
The moment his hand touched my cheek, an incredible warmth radiated from his fingertips. The certainty that this was a dream made my embarrassment fade away. This was my own secret, a fantasy time that no one else would know about.
The Sweet Beginning of the Night
"First, you need to relax."
The Santa man, though quiet, expertly placed his hand on my shoulder. His large, warm hands skillfully worked to relieve my tense muscles. It felt unbelievably pleasant, and before I knew it, all the tension in my body had melted away.
"How is it? He’s got quite the skill, doesn’t he?"
The brown-haired reindeer laughed, and I could hear sounds of him preparing something in the kitchen.
"…It really feels like a dream. So incredibly real. This can’t be happening."
"It might not be a dream, you know?"
His words sounded like a joke, but I was so surrendered to them that I didn’t feel like probing further. Each time Santa's hands slid down my back, I felt something deep inside me melting away.
☆ The Rich Aroma and Heat
"I’m done! Christmas special hot chocolate!"
The mug the reindeer brought over wafted a sweet, rich aroma that tickled my nose. One sip warmed me to my core, and any embarrassment vanished into thin air.
"Well then, shall we get to the main topic?"
The moment his eyes sparkled, the Santa man whispered in my ear.
"Don’t worry, just wish for what you want."
My heart raced at those words.
Surrounded by a Sensual Scent
"Now, to help you relax even more, let’s use this."
The reindeer pulled out an amber-colored glass bottle. The instant he opened the cap, a sweet, dense floral and musk scent filled the room. Just the fragrance made my body feel warm.
"This is a special massage oil. Using this will make you feel even better."
"Now, relax. An oil massage is perfect for a tired body."
Santa showed the oil bottle with a big smile. However, there was a hint of shyness on his cheeks.
"Huh? But… are we really going to do this?"
I looked up at the two of them, my eyes wide.
"Of course!"
The reindeer shrugged lightly, receiving the bottle from Santa. He spun the bottle in one hand while grinning.
"We’re quite confident in our massage skills. And you’d be surprised at how delicate Santa’s touch can be!"
"Well, um, A woman's body is sacred, so it should be treated gently."
Santa tugged at the brim of his hat, trying to hide his slightly reddened face.
I hesitated for a moment, glancing back and forth between the two. Yet, I found myself unable to resist the sweet scent of the oil and the eager looks in their eyes.
"…Okay, just a little. Should I take off my clothes?"
I nervously reached for my clothes. Since this was a dream, it was okay to be a little more proactive, right?
The moment I lifted the hem of my sweatpants, I could feel my cheeks gradually warming.
"Don't be so shy. We'll try not to look.”
The reindeer wink and smile.
" Still, embarrassment is embarrassing! .”
I took the plunge and took off my shirt. Then I glanced at Santa, and he hurriedly looked away.
"Oh, I'm sorry..! Oh, um, I didn't mean it in a weird way, I'm just trying to concentrate!”
Santa begins to make excuses while flapping his hands. His desperate appearance reassured me a little.
Santa is probably even shyer than I am.
Seeing Santa more embarrassed than I was made me feel at ease.
I took off more of my clothes. I left the light on in my room.
I lay down on the bed, thinking that I should dim the lights.
All right, I'm ready to go.
The reindeer chuckled merrily as he handed the oil into Santa's hand. He silently dripped a small amount into his palm and rubbed his hands together to slowly warm them. Even the gesture was somewhat sexy.
He made sure it wasn't cold.
"Don't worry.”
He whispered and began to slide the oil from my shoulders. Each time the warm liquid slid over my skin, a pleasant sensation spread out like a wave. His movements were large and soft, yet precise, as he worked the stiff muscles.
"How's he doing? He's really soft, isn't he?”
The reindeer sat down at my feet, this time taking the oil and touching my calves. In contrast to Santa's strong fingers relaxing my back, the reindeer's hands were light and playful.
"This oil doesn't just smell good,” he said.
"It also has ingredients in it that make your skin feel smooth.”
I could feel my skin becoming more sensitive as his hands gently slid up my ankles, knees, and thighs. Santa and his reindeer, their rhythms strangely combined, and my whole body was enveloped in a pleasant heat.
"You can relax more,” Santa whispered in my ear.
Each time Santa whispered in my ear, the low sound of his voice echoed in my chest. The reindeer laugh merrily and skillfully unwind me. Wrapped in their hands, I was completely in their hands.
As I was entranced by the sensual scent, the reindeer man slowly stroked my thighs and Santa slowly reached for my breasts.
Slowly and softly, he crawls his fingers over my breasts through my bra.
My body reacted involuntarily as his thick fingers tickled and teased my breasts from below.
Santa's hand gently and slowly stroked up and down over the entire breast, lifting it up.
I couldn't help it.
For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to resist.
(Because this is all a dream, it will all be over when I wake up, just a pleasant Christmas dream)
(Nn... ah...)
Sweet pleasure flooded out of my stomach.
The reindeer man does not just gently rub his thighs either. He has been gently stroking the inside of her thighs and gently tickling her with one finger.
His hands seemed to be accustomed to caressing women.
I had never known thighs and breasts to be so sensitive.
Every time their fingers caressed my whole body, I felt a numbing pleasure spreading through my head.
Before I knew it, I couldn't suppress the sound of my voice leaking out.
The reindeer man whispered in my ear.
Your skin is so soft, I want to touch it all the time. It would be more relaxing to take off your underwear and let you feel the oil and our love all over your body.
The oil was so soft and soft that it made the woman's skin radiant. The ingredients in this oil make a woman's skin glow.
"You need time to relax like this.”
Santa whispered in a low, calm voice. His voice had a deep resonance that seemed to reach deep into my heart.
His words warmed my heart and I involuntarily closed my eyes.
“Please Relax our princess,” he said, ”and we'll take care of everything. ”
The reindeer man smiled gently as he stroked my thighs and skin more carefully. Despite his jovial tone, his hand movements were truly familiar.
“You're so charming when you're relaxed like this.”
I felt my face heat up involuntarily at his words. But I couldn't resist the comfort.
“ You didn't have to think about anything. Just feel how good it feels. ”
Santa whispered to me, and I began to relax more and more. I was enveloped by their gentle words and hand movements, and a feeling of happiness spread through me, as if I was being cared for.
☆ Holy night, I was held by them and fell into their arms.
Before I knew it, I felt the reindeer man slowly push my thighs up and I was forced into an M position.My legs were spread wide.
I closed my eyes in embarrassment.
Somehow, I felt that their eyes were looking at my embarrassing part.
I felt my cheeks heat up just imagining the way they were looking at me.
reindeer man said to me while he rub my pantie.
“That's a cute pair of lingerie. But there's something prettier under there, isn't there?”
The reindeer man's fingers slowly traced the area between my legs through my underwear.
I resisted the urge to move my hips.
How he was touching my body in such a disgusting way.
He stroked my pubic mound gently and slowly through the fabric, and I suppressed a jump.
“Don't hold back.”
The reindeer man said in a happy voice as he poked the area around my vagina with his index finger.
Before I knew it, Santa had his fingers touching the hooks on my back.
“May I take off your bra?”
I could not take no for an answer.
I wanted to feel their fingers and hands directly on my body. I wanted them to feel my body, too.
Santa removed my bra in a familiar manner and clasped my breasts in his large hands.
I could feel the hot sensation of Santa and his reindeer on my shoulders, back, and thighs. Feeling their body heat, my body became hot again.
I wondered if they could even feel my heart pounding.
(Ohhhh......)
Santa's large hands softly crawled over my breasts, his fingers occasionally grazing my nipples.
(Oh... my nipples, how good they feel!)
Meanwhile, the reindeer man is stroking my pubic mound.
Each time Santa strokes up and down my breasts, his calloused but hot fingers occasionally stimulate my nipples. Every time Santa's fingers touch my nipples
I feel a wave of pleasure rush directly from my nipples to my brain.
Santa gently flicks my nipple with his index finger.
My breathing gradually became erratic as he moved his fingers like a pianist.
I tried my best to keep my breathing from turning into a gasp.
My whole body was hot.
The reindeer man moved over my panties, gently tracing up and down the crack there.
Her hips overreacted.
The reindeer man repeatedly traced the center of the crack with his finger, almost touching it, but not quite, as if he was checking for a reaction.
My head was getting fuzzy with pleasure. A little more stimulation would have made me scream.
Santa was slowly and softly squeezing and pinching my nipples to see how I would react. The stimulation given by both of them at the same time.
I was captivated by the pleasure.
My nipples were being touched by Santa, and my vagina, which was almost touched but not quite, was tingling.
The reindeer man's hand stopped.
(What, are you finished? I want you to touch me just a little bit more. I want you to touch me directly where I feel so good.)
At that moment, I looked at the reindeer man.
He smiled and pushed my clitoris, which he had never touched with his finger through my underwear, as if he was pressing a switch with his index finger.
(Nn!)
I let out a sweet sound due to the strong stimulation and pleasure that was suddenly given to me.
Santa and the reindeer man looked happy.
'Is it time for me to try out some toys on you? I want to pick out the perfect toy for you today.”
The reindeer man whispered to me as he pushed up on my clit.
“ I promise, I will give you the most pleasure and relaxation. ”
Santa said and he gently pinched my nipple.
My body could not resist. I wanted to expose myself.
"You're amazing,” he said.
I'm already melting. I think I'm ready.
The reindeer man's fingers smeared my clitoris with my love juice to make it slippery. Unlike Santa's, the reindeer man's fingers were thin and delicate.
“Ahhh...!”
Santa flicked my nipple with his tongue. It was so hard that even the slightest stimulation caused an intense sensation of pleasure. It was hard, and it needed a soft tongue to soothe it.
I wondered if this one was ready too.
.. oh no..please keep going....
'Which toy shall we start with, you choose? Or we could try something that we think might fit you.”
The reindeer man showed me several toys. A pink, smooth, elongated vibrator, a cute, round, heart-shaped rotor,
nipple rotor with two clips. A red rope with a soft feel. Some of them looked like paddles or whips.
Some looked like plugs with fluffy animal hair.
What should I do, which one should I choose? I had never seen so many toys before,
"There are too many to choose from? Shall I try them all anyway?”
"What? Are you sure? Don't you think that's greedy? All this in one night?”
"You're more than welcome. We're not ready to launch the product to the public yet. We may improve the product based on your reaction.”
"Of course, if you like our fingers and our crotch, we'd be happy to do that too!”
"What? Is that a possibility?”
"Tonight is a special Christmas for the three of us. Santa will do his best.”
I couldn't help but look up at Santa, curious as to his reaction.
"Really?”
Santa seemed to have a hearty blush on his cheeks.
"I'll do my best.”
Santa whispered shyly. I didn't miss the slight tremor in his voice.
“ As you can see, Santa is shy, even though he looks at you and can't wait to get into you.
I looked at him in surprise. He was red-faced, clutching his hat and staring at me.
He had looked so calm, but now he looked cute.
I looked at his crotch, which seemed to have grown so large that I could see it through his clothes.
I looked at it and felt somewhat happy.
I felt a warmth in my chest.
The reindeer gently put his arm around my shoulder. His hands seemed to arouse pleasure in me, even though he was only touching me.
I wanted to touch and feel these men more. Such feelings welled up from the bottom of my heart.
“ Now, which toy would you choose? Princess.”
It seems that my dream has only just begun.