Mrs. Claws caught Santa with glitter on his cock, and the bearded bastard is in deep trouble for sticking his dick down other people's chimneys. After caning the deviant dick (see Mrs. Claws' Revenge II: Candy Cane), She has coated his balls in blue holiday glitter, a fitting decoration for busting Santa's naughty nuts with Her glittery red stilettos. "Are you sorry yet, you cheating bastard?" Mrs. Claws laughs while unleashing three hard kicks to Santa's balls. Santa tries to flinch out of the way of more kicks, but his furious spouse continues to nail his nuts with solid shots. Mrs. Claws o...

Mrs. Claws caught Santa with glitter on his cock, and the bearded bastard is in deep trouble for sticking his dick down other people's chimneys. After caning the deviant dick (see Mrs. Claws' Revenge II: Candy Cane), She has coated his balls in blue holiday glitter, a fitting decoration for busting Santa's naughty nuts with Her glittery red stilettos. "Are you sorry yet, you cheating bastard?" Mrs. Claws laughs while unleashing three hard kicks to Santa's balls. Santa tries to flinch out of the way of more kicks, but his furious spouse continues to nail his nuts with solid shots. Mrs. Claws orders Santa to stand and face Her, and She catches his balls full-on with a savage bust that echoes through the air as Santa drops to the floor. "Oooh, beautiful! Beautiful!" Mrs. Claws exclaims, walking behind the crawling holiday icon and sending him flat on his back with more hard kicks. "Awww, poor Santa," She mocks, grinding Her sole into his nuts. "he's got blue, swollen balls." A short, sharp kick to the balls sends Santa to his side, and Mrs. Claws orders him on his back, presenting his balls to Her. Laughing and squatting over Santa, Mrs. Claws uses the balls as Her punching bag, landing blow after blow with Her fist. She stands up and resumes kicking Santa's balls as he tries to turn and squirm out of the way. "Wouldn't it be funny if I made Santa cry?" Mrs. Claws declares cheerfully. She orders Santa to stand up and face Her. Santa stands with fear in his face, much to Mrs. Claws' amusement as She measures his nuts for a final kick that sends Santa sprawling to the ground. "I decked your balls nice and good, didn't I, ho?" Mrs. Claws proclaims, riding Santa's back. "And there's more to come." See Mrs. Claws' Revenge IV: Ho Ho Ho.