Peter wakes to find Theodora, his stepdaughter, dressed in revealing Santa-inspired lingerie, her eyes gleaming with lust. She climbs onto his bed, her young body pressing against his, her mouth finding his. Peter, initially shocked, succumbs to her heat. Theodora's small hands explore his body, her lips trailing down his chest, her tongue tasting his skin. She takes his cock into her mouth, her inexperienced enthusiasm evident. Peter's hands tangle in her hair, guiding her as she sucks him off. Later, she mounts him, her tight cunt stretching around his thick cock, her hips moving in a rhythm that belies her youth. Their Christmas morning quickens, their bodies moving in sync, the room filled with their moans and the scent of sex.