I slip into the living room and find Candie Cross kneeling under the tree in red lace, shaking her petite ass at me like a wrapped present.
She spots the bulge in my Santa suit and begs for the only gift she wants: my cock down her throat. I yank her onto my lap, grip that silky hair, and face-bang her till spit rivers over my balls and the first creamy load floods her mouth—she gulps it like holiday eggnog.
Still stiff, I spin the little elf around, press her face back onto my slick shaft so I can spread her tiny cheeks and slam into her tight pussy from behind. My gut slaps her small frame with every thrust while she whimpers and drips.
We flip to reverse cowgirl—she rides hard, grinding her clit till I blast a second Santa sack all over her jiggling ass cheeks. Two loads, one very happy elf.