Santa hat beauty's fingering frenzy by the fire

After wrapping the last gift under the twinkling Christmas tree, the lonely elf in her Santa hat couldn't resist the holiday heat. The fireplace crackled warmly as she kicked off her heels, hiked up her red skirt, and settled onto the soft rug, her white hair cascading over bare shoulders. Topless and eager, she spread her legs wide, the glow of ornaments dancing on her skin. Fingers trembling with anticipation, she parts her slick folds, dipping in deep while biting her lip to stifle a gasp. Her hips buck slightly as she works herself faster, nipples hardening in the firelight, a soft whimper escaping as the first wave builds, turning the festive night into her private indulgence.