Santa calls me into his office, gracing me with compliments about how well I’ve done my work at the North Pole. To my surprise he wants me to get comfortable. Anything for Santa, right? I lay under the tree and stretch my legs out. Staring at my feet he tells me to take my elf slippers off. I obliged. Next thing my feet are being warmed by Santa’s moist mouth. It feels so good. Virtual foot play
