Liz and microphone staggered in the front end door of their living way. Liz flopped on the sofa and mike sat on the base in social movement of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the house Christmas party at Liz 's brother 's habitation. The boozing had been flowing and they were at their personal limit. The luminosity twinkled, soft Christmas Day euphony played from their MP3 instrumentalist, and the common cookie and milk were sitting on the mantle.

mike snored on his backbone as Liz curled up on the lounge. Mike jerked awake when his heard a strange spokesperson in the way.

'' You have been a bad girl, Liz '' A short pudgy man in traditional dress was looking at Liz as she lay with her peg spread and an obvious wet patch covering her downy kitty lips. `` How are we going to change that ? '' An evil twinkle flashed behind the wire rimmed deoxyephedrine that covered the interloper 's eyes.

'' Father Christmas '' sat down on the potty that had appeared in the corner next to the tree. He pulled off his mittens and snapped his fingers Liz instantly became entranced. `` Take your dress off, '' St. Nick pronounced. Liz began swaying in time with music. She slowly unbuttoned her white silk blouse and let it hang off her shoulders. Mike heard a swoon `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her short, lineage red bird dropped to the floor.

mike tried to abide but four extremely low frequency piled over him and pinned him in property. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a thick, sausage shaped finger pointed in mike 's way. They sat there effectively mashing mike in place. Santa snapped his digit and Mike 's clothes faded as if smoke. He felt the cool floor against his under regions and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` Silence young man you have to expiate for your indiscretions as well '' Kriss Kringle tugged out a scroll and read,

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

'' You had sex with three men while on various camping trips. Two on training trip. And your uncle tonight in the basement when you supposed to be playing puddle. While you were with your uncle Liz was sitting on her pal 's cock in the on a higher floor bathroom ''. She opened her hands and her bra traveled down her body to jam up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the footling injudiciousness ''. Liz touched her hips and lowered her silk panties until she stood naked in all her glory in nominal head of Santa, four pixy, and Mike. mike tried to joggle his cock in a better position as Santa told Liz, `` seed sit on Santa 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in White River fur drawers disappeared and a with child cock arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his puppet split her twat lips. Kriss Kringle 's beard moved as he blew out a large breathing place of air. Liz rocked back and Forth across his lap as she became more excite. microphone tried again to stand but St. Nick had another idea. The next finger ginger snap removed the wearing apparel of the elves and each moved into home. The biggest one was behind Mike and unceremoniously invaded him from that Angle. Two of them placed their cocks in either of his cauterize men. The fourth elf walked up and slid his cock in microphone 's side and started moving his hips in and out.

microphone could hear his wife getting more activated as she rode Santa 's cock. Santa was not passive. He bounced his stage lifting Liz up then letting her slam back down on his tool. Their motility was a sexual dance Liz pushed out her chest pushing her cunt down on the cock under her.

mike was becoming a more leave participant as well. The with child elf behind him was a human machine. His hips moved in short strong thrusts that ended against his prostate. The pecker in his fists were hard as granite as he pumped each of them. The elf in his back talk had lost his onus when Liz started riding Santa 's lap. The gremlin backed off in unison then St. Nick snapped his finger and microphone landed on his back. The four ELF returned to side and slither back into microphone 's usable component. Another shot of the bearded finger and a au naturel female elf floated down on mike and slid his cock abode. Mike was covered with sexual partners and it was obvious he was not going to last much longer.

His putz twitched when Saint Nicholas took Liz 's tits on at a meter in his hands and kneaded the balmy flesh. At clear squeeze or flick of her mamilla then Kriss Kringle moved to the next. Santa dropped his hand between Liz 's leg and stroked her clitoris making her thrust down on his massive creature. Mike was responding to her energize groan and aim his cock into the lilliputian woman above him. The elf between his legs went off first. He sprayed his juices over Mike and the little lady sitting on him. Both his `` hand '' elves sprayed the elven maiden as she bounced on Mike. The one in his mouth coated microphone 's tonsilla and they all faded like goats. The elf on his prick threw her brain back and cried as she accepted Mike 's Christmas endowment. She then faded as well. Mike moved to the sofa and stared as Liz went mad on the big pecker filled her. She was babbling as she sprayed her succus into Saint Nicholas 's lap.

The next affair 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 intruders. The throne by the tree was gone. No diminished clothes were anywhere. And the Milk and cookie were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until noontide. Then the opened all gift .