Santa & co.

Santa's two playthings ditched the usual season's greetings for a dirtier kind. The golden-haired fairy and her raven-haired devil arched their backs on the silk sheets. They offered up those round, bare asses like gifts waiting to be unwrapped. Santa worked one finger at a time, spreading the fairy wide until her rosebud winked at him. Then he moved on to the devil's tighter rim, pushing two knuckles deep while she pushed back and moaned. They rocked with every deliberate thrust, lube glistening down their clefts. Their bodies gleamed under red neon light, hips tilting, holes puckering around his fingers, breath catching and hips rising like they couldn't get enough.