His mom

"Sweetie?" The door swings open to reveal the outrageously busty figure of Damien's mother, Mali.

"Oh my god! Santa!" She cried with excitement.

"And you already met Damien?" She asked, already knowing the answer as she peeked into the living room to see her son having sweaty sex with his bleach-blonde snow bunny.

"Oh yes, a good boy. Thought he deserved something special!" Santa said awkwardly closing the door behind him.

"And what about mama? She's been a good girl too!" Mali said as she ran her hands over Santa's chest and through his white beard licking her lips. Santa never seemed to have trouble with the ladies. Maybe it was the goodwill of the season. Or maybe Mali spotted the great package in his pants. Either way, the jolly saint threw caution to the wind and grabbed her huge ass as they both kissed.

They pulled back for a moment and Santa's eye's trailed down to her neckline where her cow-sized udders threatened to spill out. Clearly, the family never had to worry about going hungry Santa thought to himself.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! I love a big bust!" Santa declared as the mature woman led her back into her bedroom.