Chapter 162

He clears a space for us as I undress, spreading a blanket over the rug to create a nest under the tree. Then he slowly takes off his Santa suit, making me laugh as he does a mock-Burlesque bump and grind with his shirt and hat, eventually kicking his red pants away with a flourish. They end up snagging on one of the tree’s low branches. “You’re a very bad Santa,” I say, gliding my hands up his chest. I explore his toned and muscular physique, loving the feel of his skin. The power in his arms is luscious, and even looking at his chiseled abs makes me lick my lips. I drop to my knees and take his cock into my mouth, teasing and toying, flicking it with my tongue. My hands are on his firm ass, and he groans as I play with him. “Fuck, baby, you are so good at that. Nobody has ever sucked my cock like you do.” He thrusts very slowly in and out of my mouth, and I can tell he’s holding back. I cup his balls, gently caressing them. I can’t get enough of the taste of him. He pulls away sudden