I slip into the living room and find Candie Cross kneeling under the tree in red lace, shaking her petite *** at me like a wrapped present ๐๐.
She spots the bulge in my Santa suit and begs for the only gift she wants: my **** down her throat. I yank her onto my lap, grip that silky hair, and face-bang her till spit rivers over my ***** and the first creamy load floods her mouthโshe gulps it like holiday eggnog ๐ฆ๐.
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 ***** from behind. My gut slaps her small frame with every thrust while she whimpers and drips ๐จ๐.
We flip to reverse cowgirlโshe rides hard, grinding her **** till I blast a second Santa sack all over her jiggling *** cheeks. Two loads, one very happy elf ๐ ๐ฅ.