JC Wilds

“I’m in love with Santa Claus,” JC Wilds told me as we strolled around the neighborhood, admiring the Christmas lights. “I have a little kink about that, actually.” I’d asked her what she loved about the holiday, and it just happened that she had a thing for the old man. “I might do a few nasty things to him.” Just the thought of it started getting the babe all hot and wet even in the cold, so she was eager to lose her skirt the moment we got back inside. Back on the PornDudeCasting couch, we continued our conversation about Christmas joy and JC’s yuletide traditions, which included finding a pickle in a tree. “You have a pickle just laying around?” she asked.

Turns out, I’d wrapped up the perfect present for JC, so she didn’t have to search too hard to find that pickle. “This is the best Christmas gift ever!” She started stroking it with a practiced touch, telling me it was exactly what she wanted from Santa. “I hope I’m on his naughty list all the time, every year,” she said, jerking me off. “I do my best to make it there.” JC licked my cock with a smile, then licked her lips before wrapping them around the whole hog. She slurped on it and gave her head a little twist. It clearly wasn’t her first time, but I could tell it was special. “It’s never tasted this good!”

I had to drop my pants before I made a mess. JC climbed onto my lap, took her sweater off and kissed my face. She gave my dong a few more strokes before sliding onto it with a gasp. “Oh my god!” Pussy so wet I could hear it, JC started bouncing and working her pelvis, getting louder with every thrust. Then she stood up, shook her ass and climbed back on backwards.

I stood her up and kept fucking. JC moaned, giggled and played with her tits as our bodies smacked together. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking good!”

Legs shaky, JC sat down and started petting her kitty, delicately working it with her manicured fingers. I gave her a little help, and soon she was humping my hand while gazing into my eyes. “You’ve done this before too, huh?” She stroked my cock while I rubbed her pussy.

“Can I taste it again?” she asked, and kept up the beautiful eye contact while she bobbed her head on it. Check out that incredible hand/mouth coordination!

I asked JC if she’d ever done piledriver. “Wanna teach me?” She’d seen it in the movies and was quick to flip upside down, legs spread wide, feeling her boobies as I dipped inside. JC licked her fingers and rubbed her clit. “Oh my god, I’m gonna have to use this position more often,” she moaned before I fucked her incoherent, her body quivering.

She climbed onto the couch, ass in the air so I could bang her from behind. I held her waist as I slammed her, making her titties shake and her pretty mouth smile. JC slammed her ass back noto me, squealing, “Yes! I fucking want it! I want it so bad!” Head down on my Santa Claus pillow, she moaned as I nailed her and spanked her ass red.

I told her to flip over on her ass. “Wherever you need me!” I held her neck as I fucked her, JC whispering, begging me to choke her harder. “It’s all for you.” She put her hand on my cock and swore as it slid in and out. “Don’t cum so quick on me now,” she pleaded. “I still wanna have some fun!” Her pussy sounded like mac and cheese as I humped her slowly, then harder and faster. “You love that fucking pussy, huh?”

I really did, perhaps a little too much, because I knew what was coming: me. JC told me I could put it wherever I wanted, and I couldn’t resist the call of those tatas. “Think of ‘em like Christmas morning cinnamon rolls and just ice ‘em!” I did just that, JC giggling as this baker served up a treat. “That was the best Christmas interview ever,” she said, showing off her spermy rack. “Consider my Christmas wish fulfilled!” JC shared a few final words for the fans before Santa Claus called.