Snow maiden with icy blonde hair and that damn grin—she knows—as she pins Santa’s belly fat with one hand while reaching between her legs. ‘Better suck,’ she purrs, but he ignores it, flipping her over so fast that tits swing free. Ass up on the couch cushions, cheeks jiggling like a snow globe. Then thump—cock slams home from behind. She gasps, eyes watering but not from cold; Santa chuckles deep in his throat as he pounds into those frosty thighs. Flips her back over mid-stroke: ‘You’re gonna get all of it.’ Her lips part for cumshot before he even finishes.