Merry GrinchMas

Victoria Camargo, twenty-one and Brazilian, has a huge ass and white skin that almost glows under the Christmas lights. She waits in her pajamas—small, loose ones that ride up every time she shifts on the couch. No one else is coming, so she figures the night belongs to her and the tree. Then the door clicks and the Grinch steps in, big, green, and clearly not lost. Surprise pins her for a heartbeat, but those eyes are hot, not hateful. They talk. They sit closer. Hours slide by while her thigh presses against his. First light creeps across the ceiling when they stop pretending. The kiss is sudden and deep; his hands tug the pajama bottoms down, hers reach for his cock. She slips to her knees and takes him in her mouth, sucking slow, then faster, tasting every inch until he pulls her back up. She climbs onto him on the couch, bare skin against bare skin, no rubber, just her sinking down and riding him deep. He grabs her ass, spreads her, and pushes in from behind too, taking her ass bare while she grinds and gasps. Every thrust makes the tree lights shake. Christmas came early, and it brought more than toys.