Been avoiding me?” Victoria Justice asked as Santa Claus backed out of the chimney.
After years of trying to get Santa to fuck her, Victoria had finally succeeded when she’d gotten him to pop her cherry. The next year she’d been eager to have him take her other virginity, but she must have fallen asleep because she woke up on the couch and it was obvious from the presents under the tree that he’d already been there.
But then last year she’d made a specific effort to stay up all night just to make sure she didn’t miss him. Then when he still hadn’t shown up by dawn she’d given in and let herself go to sleep. And somehow he’d managed to sneak in during that small window between when she’d fallen asleep and when everyone else had woken up.
“Maybe a little,” Santa said, realizing she wasn’t going to give up, not that he’d ever expected her to.