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Chapter 5 by chupie chupie

How does Santa follow up?

Santa tries to give Damien a little brother

The busty black mother dragged Santa down the hallway to the master bedroom where he fell backward onto the bed. His eyes focused on the mature woman whose breast jiggled like a bowl full of jelly. It took little effort for both her girls to shake free of the red nightie she wore. Spilling out to reveal dark luscious nipples that stood erect in the cold winter air.

"I saw you eyeing them, they are one of my best features!" She shook them seductively for Santa, swaying them back and forth and running her hands over them again and again. She sat on his lap bringing them up to his face where he squeezed as much tit meat as he could into his mouth. Greedily sucking one and then the other. Swirling his tongue around the nipple edge trying to wake the milk from its dormant sleep.

Mali loosened his belt and freed his cock, positioning it at the entrance of her pussy lips. He teased the opening rubbing it against the walls before plunging in.

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He thrusted back and forth mesmerized by how much her ass jiggled every time he went in. It shook even harder like a bowl full of jelly when his heavy hand smacked her cheeks. One right after the other.

They were unified in their moaning, not that either could hear it over the sound of her heavy breasts slapping together with every thrust inside her. The thunderous clapping sound echoed throughout the room.

Santa could have lived inside her for hours but since he was on a tight schedule he held himself inside her and slapped both cheeks at once. Causing them both to orgasm at the same time.

Thick, gooey filling was sent inside her. Santa made sure to hold inside her, he wanted her to take it all. He planted a wet french kiss on her lips and down her tongue.

"Hohoho! Might have given Damien a little brother for next Christmas!" He said with a big Christmas grin.

Santa made his way back to the chimney where he spotted Damien and his snow bunny still going at it. She was now bent over the couch, her energy was meant to match his but even now she was starting to feel drained.

"Merry. Fucking. Christmas!" He said with a grunt between each thrust. Santa replied with a salute and was back up the chimney into the cold winter night.

Where does Santa go next?

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