Donnie only wanted one thing for Christmas, but he didn't think that he would get it. He hadn't had it in a long time, and missed it. Feeling a little silly, he wrote a letter to Santa Claus, asking him for exactly what he wanted, and sent it to the North Pole. After awhile, he forgot about writing the letter, because adults don't really do that sort of thing. He never told anyone about his one lapse in adulthood either. He didn't want to get teased and harassed about it.
Santa read his letter. He decided that since Donnie had been good all year, he would fill his Christmas wish, even though Santa normally granted only wishes from children. Santa knew that Donnie would really appreciate his gift, so he didn't think twice about fulfilling his wish.
When Donnie awoke Christmas morning, he looked under the tree, wondering if he had gotten anything this year. He could not believe his eyes or good fortune. For there, under his six-foot Christmas tree, sat his Christmas present. She was the most beautiful redhead Donnie had ever seen. When she got out from under the tree and stood up, Donnie could see her clearly. She was medium height, with a full figure and large breasts. She was wearing a red teddy with white fur trim, silver high heels, and Santa hat on her head.
"Who are you, and what are you doing under my Christmas tree?" Donnie asked.
"My name is Tonya. I am your Christmas present, Donnie," she said. Around her waist was a tag tied with a ribbon. She untied it and handed it to him so he could see where she was from. It showed that she was a gift from Santa. "Santa read your letter and here I am! You must have been a very good boy all year, for Santa to give me to you."
"So, um," started Donnie, "how long do I get you? What do you do? Where do we start?"
"I am your Christmas present, so you have me for as long as you like. When you get tired of me, Santa will pick me up. As far as what I do or where we start, that is up to you. What would you like me to do? Where would you like to start?" she asked as her tongue slipped out of her mouth and ran over her lips. Her hands ran lightly over the front of her outfit, causing her to purr while her nipples poked out.
Donnie tried to think for a moment, but got distracted watching her tongue and hands. "Well, I would really love it if you would suck my cock for me. It's been so long since I've had a good cock sucking. Would you do that for me, please?"
"Mm, my pleasure," Tonya purred as Donnie sat on the couch. She knelt on the floor between his legs and stroked his cock through his lounging pants. Donnie stood long enough to take them off, and sat back down. His cock sprang up from where it had been resting. Tonya looked at it with longing.
"Oh, I love your cock. It's so big!" she gushed as she took it between her two hands and stroked it.
Donnie moaned and rested his head on the back of the couch as Tonya took the tip into her mouth and rolled her tongue around. She licked up and down the shaft slowly, like she was eating a candy cane. She took his balls into her hand and played with them. She replaced her hand with her mouth and sucked on them one at a time, while stroking his cock. Sometimes she would suck slowly, and other times she'd speed up. He reached down to fondle her breasts as Tonya wrapped her lips around his cock again and sucked with all her might. A soft moan escaped from her mouth as she sucked. Before he could cum, he put his hand on her head and stopped her.
She looked up at him. "Wasn't I doing a good job for you?" she pouted.
