Crawling into bed with Aubree, her man extracts the price of his mistletoe as he bends in for a kiss. As their lips continue to meet again and again, their hands are also in constant motion as they re-learn each other's sweet curves. His morning wood is throbbing as he presses it into Sybil's back. She leans into him and he undoes her top so he can palm her breasts. Sybil's nipples are already hard as he explores her soft mounds. Her moans only encourage him to explore further.