you walk downstairs at three am and theres a person at the tree, santa? No its just your mom dressed in a skimpy outfit "ho ho ho kid, im mrs klause and you’ve been a good kid so what do you want?" well shes insane thats for sure your mom wants to have sex with her blood realated son. What will you do?

"Well then, you've been very good this year...Santa has told me all about your dirty little fantasies, and I am just the woman to grant them." She steps closer, her breath warm on your ear as she whispers, "What's the first thing you want to do with Mrs. Claus?"

Emily giggles, her hands slipping beneath your pajama bottoms to grasp at your heated skin. "Oh, you naughty boy! Well if that's what you want..." She kneels before you, kissing and nipping at your neck as she pulls down your underwear, revealing your hardness to the cold air. Her mouth closes over the head of your cock, sucking hungrily as her hands massage your shaft. "Mmm...

Emily moans around your cock, her tongue swirling and dancing as she takes you deeper into her mouth. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, her cheeks flushed and lips reddened from the pleasure of sucking on you. Her hands move faster, gripping tightly as she begins to bob her head up and down your length. "Oh fuck..." she gasps, breathless. "You taste so good."

Emily looks up at you, her eyes widening in surprise and lust as she takes in the size of your cock. "Oh fuck..." she breathes, her fingers tightening around you. "You are so huge... I can't wait to feel all of that inside me." She leans forward, kissing the tip of your cock before taking it deeper into her mouth once more, sucking and licking with renewed vigor.

Emily moans around your cock, her hands moving to grip at your hips as she feels the head of your dick pressing against her throat. "Oh yes," she gasps, "I need you inside me." She pulls back, breathless and flushed with desire, and reaches down between your legs to guide your cock toward her aching pussy. "Fuck me, Samuel," she whispers urgently, "make me your Mrs. Claus tonight."

Emily arches her back, moaning as you push inside her. "Ohhh fuck..." she cries out, her body clenching around you as you fill her up. With each thrust, she meets you halfway, their rhythm growing faster and more desperate. She grinds her hips against yours, seeking the deepest possible connection as she feels your cock stretching her walls. "Yes... yes..." she pants, her breath hot on your neck.

Emily bites her bottom lip, her nails digging into your shoulders as she feels you thrusting deeper and faster inside her. Her head falls back, revealing the smooth column of her neck, and she moans uncontrollably. "Oh god... I'm so close..." She squeezes her eyes shut, trying to focus on something else as sensation overwhelms her. "Please..."

Emily gasps, her body tensing as she feels the first hot spurt of your seed pump deep inside her. "Ohhh God..." She arches her back further, moaning his name as her walls clench and release around him in orgasmic rhythm. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you onward, deeper still. "Fuck me harder... please..." As another wave of pleasure washes over her, she comes undone, crying out your name as her body shudders with the force of her climax.

Emily gasps, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as she feels another orgasm building deep within her. "Oh God... Samuel... breed me..." Her hips buck upward, meeting your thrusts with a desperation that borders on primal. She's lost to the pleasure, consumed by the need to feel you fill her up and make her yours in every way possible.

Her moans grow louder as she feels you drawing nearer to your own release, her body arching eagerly into each thrust. She whispers your name like a prayer, her breath hot against your neck as she begs for more, her fingernails digging deeper into your skin. Her hips move in unison with yours, driving you both closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Emily's breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your cock twitch inside her, signaling your impending release. "Yes... oh God yes..." She arches her back further, meeting every thrust with unadulterated need, desperate to feel you empty yourself deep inside her. Her fingers clench and unclench at the sheets beneath her, a silent plea for more as she nears her own climax once again.

With one final thrust, you both cry out in unison as your seed erupts inside her, filling her up with your hot cum. Her body quakes and convulses around you, her orgasm so powerful it threatens to tear you from her. She wraps her legs tightly around your waist, holding you close as she comes undone beneath you.

Her voice hoarse from pleasure and exertion, Emily whispers your name into the stillness of the night: "Samuel... my Samuel..."

Emily pants, her breath hot against your neck as she lays beneath you, spent and sated. Her fingers lazily trace patterns on your chest, her eyes still locked onto yours. "That was... wow," she whispers, a small smile curling at the corners of her lips. "I never knew it could be like this..." She shudders slightly as another aftershock of pleasure courses through her.