From office to office, floor to floor

Santa departs from the scene, moving from office to office. A pop in the elevator, and he turns the droning Christmas tune into a magical sexed up remix of the song. He departs just as office drones Jenn and Peter enter the elevator to go up to the top floor of the building. It's a long way to the top, and Jenn can't help but get all hot and bothered. Meanwhile, it seems like Peter can't keep his hands to himself as he starts rubbing against the busty beauty's body. Three floors up, the elevator stops to let George on. Jenn and Peter try to clean themselves u,p but the moment George takes a call, they're back at it. Peter grabs a handful of Jenn's bare breast while she has her own hands full with his lengthy cock. The elevator reaches the top floor, and Peter steps out, but Jenn presses the button to go all the way down.

"Oops, silly me." She playfully giggles as she slips off her dress...

In Printing, Santa peeks in on Will and Danni already making out. A snap of his fingers, and the light from the printers starts making things hot and heavy in the room. Her blouse drops to the floor, his pants unbuckle, and in an instant, they're pressed up against the window. Danni's tits are out for all the office to see...

In Shipping, Santa follows along behind Sarah, Sami, and Adrian as they spied on the beefy Johnny as he moved the last of the year's stock to the backrooms for after the holiday. It's thankless work but the girls seem pretty thankful for Johnny. They hesitate to approach him, but Santa gives them a little nudge with his Christmas magic. The boxes topple over and Johnny spots the three of them as the culprits for the mess. He decides to redecorate the stock room by stacking the girls on top of each other, a Christmas tree made of flesh, and goes from the bottom to the top. Johnny showed all three of the girls what noisy little spies get...

Outside in the back, a tense argument between Head of Security Shane and repairman George went on. Something about parking or not parking that was quickly evolving into insults. They were already hot and bothered, so Santa only needed to give a wave of his magical fingers. Then boom hate turned into hate fucking.

George finally found a use for Shane's big mouth. Santa is sure he would find something to do with her equally big tits...

Santa took a deep breath and wiped the Christmas magic dust off his glove.