What they call up North a "Polar Express"

The girls were Amy, Tracy, and Tammy. It took them little effort to unhook Santa's giant belt revealing a massive rocket that shot forward to greet the college nymphos. Its large shape made them coo in awe as they stroked it. Breaking that up the trio began to kiss and stroke each other, warming themselves up for Santa as all four moved to the front of the fireplace.

Santa was on a timetable so it would be straight to business. Moving with a purpose, he slipped off each girl's panties. He started first on Tammy, the heat from her sex turning his cheeks rosy.

In between Santa's licking sessions, the girls turned their attention to each other. Amy and Tracy were locked in a 69 position, keeping each other warm before Santa picked one of them to taste. This continued, again and again. He finally pinned down what each tasted like after a few turns. Tracy had a distinct cherry taste, and Tammy had an orange soda pop vibe to her, while Amy was his favorite flavor: Cinnamon.

They started a "fuck train" with Amy at the head, splitting her legs wide open for Tracy to start going to town on her pussy. Meanwhile, Tammy was hard at work on Tracy's behind with her ass positioned up in the air. Working the caboose was Santa who was now going to town on Tammy's caboose. His large cock slipped inside Tammy's inviting asshole with ease.

The soft pure flesh mesmerized Santa as he slapped it occasionally to watch it dance on his cock. Even tightly shaped it jiggled ever so slightly at his mighty hand. The walls of her asshole squeezed tighter as Santa picked up speed.

In unison, all four came together. Santa planted a soft kiss on the forehead of each girl, as the trio cuddled together near the roaring fire.

Santa pondered for a moment before going back up the chimney. Were these three the only ones in the house? Maybe he should take a look around, after all, it wouldn't be fair to leave anyone out!