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Under the mistletoe, Queen Elle indulges in a private, naughty celebration. Her fingers dance over her body, tracing the lines of her tattoos, before delving into her slick core. She arches her back, her moans echoing in the silent house. Her breath hitches as she brings herself closer to the edge, her body tensing, her fingers moving faster. She comes undone, her orgasm washing over her like a wave, leaving her gasping and satisfied, her Christmas treat complete.