On a cliff at dawn in santa with sexy elves, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with santa with sexy elves,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “santa with sexy elves, santa with sexy elves, santa with sexy elves!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “santa with sexy elves” bliss.