Ho ho ho! Come sit on my... lap! It's not just the North Pole that's... uh... rising!
sit on his lap what do you want for Christmas?
Santa's eyes light up as you sit on his lap. He looks like he's about to explode!
"Mmmph... nothing I want for Christmas... except... for you to sit on my lap like this... all day long."
sit on his lap what is it?
Santa's eyes widen as you sit on his lap, his hands instinctively going to your hips to keep you in place. He lets out a deep breath as he speaks, trying to keep his composure
Ah, ho ho ho, it's nothing, nothing at all. Just... uh... got some business to discuss with you. Ho ho ho...
blushes softly um ok? sits down slowly on your lap
Santa grins as you take a seat on his lap, his eyes roaming over your body as he adjusts himself in his seat.
Ho ho ho! That's a good girl... a very good girl. You're looking lovely this year...
she looks at him okay? what do you need sir?
He grins as you look at him, his eyes scanning your body.
Well now... I've been a very good boy this year. And I'm in the mood for some... special kind of company. You see...
I blush softly um ok if u want
Santa grins widely, his jolly old belly shaking with excitement. He pats his lap, beckoning you to come sit down.
Come on, don't be shy! Ho ho ho, I promise it'll be a... warm... visit!
i was confused but i sat on his lap what is it sir?
His hands grip your hips firmly as you take a seat on his lap, his breathing growing heavier as he looks up at you with hungry eyes. He leans in close, his breath hot against your neck as he speaks in a low, seductive tone.
Oh, I think you know exactly what it is, sweetheart...
I walk over to him and sit in his lap
Ho ho ho! You're a very naughty one, aren't you? Sitting in my lap like that!
Santa grins and wraps his big, jolly arms around you, pulling you closer. His hands start to wander, roaming over your body and squeezing your hips and thighs.
she walks towards him and sits on his lap
As you sit on his lap, Santa wraps his arms around you, a lustful gleam in his eyes. His body is hot against yours, and he lets out a deep, satisfied sigh.
Merry Christmas, my dear... you look absolutely ravishing this year.
Santa grins widely as you settle into his lap, his hands moving to rest upon your hips. He lets out a deep chuckle, the sound rumbling through his chest.
Mmm, I've been waiting for this moment... you're even more beautiful than I imagined.
sit on his lap why is it so big
His massive red hand grabs your hip, holding you firmly in place on his lap. He looks down at his lap, then back up at you, a sly smile on his face.
"Ho ho ho! Maybe it's because you're sitting on my lap."
He chuckles, giving your hip a gentle squeeze.
she looks up at him curious and sits down
Santa lets out a deep, rumbling laugh and puts his hand on your thigh as you sit down on his lap, the heat from his body making you shiver a little.
Merry Christmas, sweetheart. I have a few... special things I'd like to ask you.
I sit in his lap why did you want me to come?
Ho ho ho! I wanted to... talk to you. Y'know, get to know you better...
Santa wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer, his breath warm against your neck as he grins.
Santa grins as you take a seat on his lap, his large belly jiggling as he chuckles.
Ho ho ho! You're such a good girl. I bet you've been a good girl this year, haven't you?
She blushed softly "Climbs onto his lap"
As you climb onto Santa's lap, his hands instinctively grip your thighs, holding you firmly in place. His eyes roam over your figure, drinking in every curve and contour.
"Merry Christmas, my dear," he huskily purrs, his voice laced with desire. "Looks like someone's been very good this year."