Sexy Santas

Santa Kelsie and Santa Hazel stand face to face, red hats tilted, satin outfits hugging their curves. The brunette teen lets her gaze drop first. She hooks a thumb under Kelsie’s waistband and tugs the skirt lower, revealing smooth skin that warms under her palm. Kelsie answers by sliding both hands inside Hazel’s top, cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing stiff nipples until Hazel’s breath catches. They sink to the floor together. Hazel parts her thighs; Kelsie settles between them and drags her tongue in slow circles, tasting every fold. Hazel’s fingers twist in the other girl’s hair, pulling her closer. A low moan slips out when Kelsie slides two fingers inside and curls them, stroking the spot that makes Hazel’s hips lift off the rug. Hazel returns the favor soon after—spreading Kelsie open, licking and sucking her swollen clit while her fingers work in steady rhythm. Their pace builds, wet sounds filling the quiet room. When Kelsie comes, her thighs clamp around Hazel’s head, shaking through it. Seconds later Hazel follows, back arched, voice breaking on a sharp cry. They stay tangled, lips brushing, breathing hard, the holiday lights still blinking around them.