Liz and Mike staggered in the front door of their living room. Liz flopped on the sofa and Mike sat on the flooring in front of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the family Christmas party at Liz 's brother 's domicile. The drinks had been flowing and they were at their personal limit point. The lights twinkled, soft Christmas music played from their MP3 player, and the common cookies and milk were sitting on the mantle.

microphone snored on his back as Liz curled up on the couch. microphone jerked awake when his heard a foreign voice in the room.

'' You have been a bad fille, Liz '' A suddenly pudgy man in traditional garb was looking at Liz as she lay with her stage bed cover and an obvious wet patch covering her downy kitty-cat lips. `` How are we going to change that ? '' An evil twinkle flashed behind the telegram rimmed methamphetamine that covered the intruder 's eyes.

'' Santa '' sat down on the throne that had appeared in the box next to the tree. He pulled off his mittens and snapped his fingers Liz instantly became entranced. `` charter your wearing apparel off, '' Santa pronounced. Liz began swaying in clock time with euphony. She slowly unbuttoned her white silk blouse and let it fall off her berm. Mike heard a faint `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her poor, pedigree red skirt dropped to the floor.

Mike tried to stick out but four elves piled over him and pinned him in shoes. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a thick, sausage shaped fingerbreadth pointed in microphone 's centering. They sat there effectively mashing Mike in place. Kriss Kringle snapped his fingerbreadth and Mike 's clothes faded as if sess. He felt the cool floor against his nether regions and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` Silence youthful man you have to atone for your peccadillo as well '' Santa tugged out a scroll and read,

'' microphone you had intercourse with your niece on multiple occasions. As did Liz. `` She reached between her boob and unhooked her bra.

'' You had sex with three men while on various camping stumble. Two on training head trip. And your uncle tonight in the basement when you supposed to be playing pool. While you were with your uncle Liz was sitting on her comrade 's cock in the upstairs bathroom ''. She opened her bridge player and her bra traveled down her consistence to pile up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the picayune indiscretions ''. Liz touched her hip and lowered her silk panty until she stood naked in all her aureole in front of Saint Nicholas, four gremlin, and Mike. microphone tried to wiggle his tool in a better billet as Kriss Kringle told Liz, `` Come sit on Santa 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in livid fur drawers disappeared and a bombastic cock arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his tool split her pussy lips. Santa 's beard moved as he blew out a large intimation of air. Liz rocked back and Forth across his lap as she became more rouse. Mike tried again to endure but Santa had another melodic theme. The next digit snap removed the wearing apparel of the elves and each moved into place. The biggest one was behind mike and unceremoniously invaded him from that angle. Two of them placed their pecker in either of his calloused hands. The quartern elf walked up and slew his prick in Mike 's font and started moving his pelvis in and out.

Mike could hear his wife getting more frantic as she rode Santa 's turncock. Santa was not inactive. He bounced his legs lifting Liz up then letting her slam back down on his dick. Their social movement was a sexual terpsichore Liz pushed out her chest pushing her pussy down on the cock under her.

Mike was becoming a more willing participant as well. The bombastic elf behind him was a human being political machine. His pelvic arch moved in scant hard thrusts that ended against his prostate. The cocks in his fists were hard as granite as he pumped each of them. The elf in his backtalk had lost his load when Liz started riding Santa 's lap. The elves backed off in unison then Santa snapped his digit and mike landed on his vertebral column. The four elves returned to spatial relation and slid back into Mike 's available parts. Another cranny of the whiskered finger and a naked female person elf floated down on Mike and slid his shaft home. Mike was covered with intimate spouse and it was obvious he was not going to stopping point much longer.

His dick twitched when Kriss Kringle took Liz 's tit on at a fourth dimension in his deal and kneaded the soft shape. At Inner Light squeeze or pic of her nipple then Santa moved to the next. Santa dropped his deal between Liz 's leg and stroked her clit making her thrust down on his monumental tool. mike was responding to her excited groan and drove his cock into the tiny woman above him. The elf between his legs went off outset. He sprayed his succus over Mike and the little lady sitting on him. Both his `` hand '' elves sprayed the elven maiden as she bounced on microphone. The one in his mouthpiece coated Mike 's tonsil and they all faded like butt. The elf on his cock threw her straits back and cried as she accepted Mike 's Christmas gift. She then faded as well. microphone moved to the sofa and stared as Liz went mad on the big hammer filled her. She was babbling as she sprayed her juices into Santa 's lap.

The future thing they remembered was waking up naked on the lounge with several large boxes under the tree that neither remembered buying. Gone was any evidence of the trespasser. The crapper by the Tree was gone. No diminished clothes were anywhere. And the milk and cookies were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until noon. Then the opened all giving .