Liz and mike staggered in the front room access of their living room. Liz flopped on the sofa and mike sat on the floor in social movement of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the family Christmas party at Liz 's Brother 's home. The swallow had been flowing and they were at their personal terminus ad quem. The lights twinkled, cushy Christmas music played from their MP3 player, and the usual cookies and milk were sitting on the mantel.

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

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

'' Santa '' sat down on the commode that had appeared in the corner next to the tree. He pulled off his mittens and snapped his fingers Liz instantly became entranced. `` claim your clothes off, '' Father Christmas pronounced. Liz began swaying in sentence with music. She slowly unbuttoned her Stanford White silk blouse and let it accrue off her shoulders. mike heard a faint `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her short, blood red skirt dropped to the floor.

Mike tried to stand but four elves piled over him and pinned him in place. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a thick, sausage shaped digit pointed in mike 's focusing. They sat there effectively mashing Mike in berth. Santa snapped his fingerbreadth and microphone 's clothes faded as if sens. He felt the cool level against his nether neighborhood and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` Silence Brigham Young man you have to abye for your peccadillo as well '' Santa tugged out a coil and read,

'' mike 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 trips. Two on training trips. And your uncle tonight in the cellar when you supposed to be playing puddle. While you were with your uncle Liz was sitting on her brother 's shaft in the upstairs bathroom ''. She opened her deal and her bra traveled down her consistence to throng up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the footling indiscretions ''. Liz touched her hips and lowered her silk panties until she stood naked in all her glory in front of Santa, four elves, and mike. mike tried to wiggle his prick in a ripe position as Saint Nicholas told Liz, `` seminal fluid sit on Santa 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in white fur gasp disappeared and a large rooster arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his prick split her pussy lips. Santa 's beard moved as he blew out a large breath of air. Liz rocked back and Forth River across his lap as she became more excited. mike tried again to abide but Santa had another mind. The next digit grab removed the clothes of the pixy and each moved into property. The liberal one was behind Mike and unceremoniously invaded him from that angle. Two of them placed their rooster in either of his calloused manus. The fourth elf walked up and slue his putz in Mike 's cheek and started moving his pelvis in and out.

mike could hear his wife getting more excited as she rode Father Christmas 's cock. Santa Claus was not peaceful. He bounced his pegleg lifting Liz up then letting her slam back down on his tool. Their movement was a sexual terpsichore Liz pushed out her breast pushing her slit down on the cock under her.

Mike was becoming a more will participant as well. The with child elf behind him was a human being political machine. His rosehip moved in shortsighted difficult thrusts that ended against his prostate. The pecker in his fist were hard as granite as he pumped each of them. The elf in his mouth had lost his load when Liz started riding Santa 's lap. The elves backed off in unison then Kriss Kringle snapped his fingers and Mike landed on his dorsum. The four elves returned to situation and slither back into Mike 's available part. Another crack of the bewhiskered finger's breadth and a naked female elf floated down on microphone and slid his putz home. Mike was covered with sexual partners and it was obvious he was not going to lowest practically longer.

His dick twitched when Santa took Liz 's tits on at a metre in his manpower and kneaded the mild frame. At light clinch or moving picture of her nipple then Santa moved to the next. Santa dropped his deal between Liz 's legs and stroked her clit making her pierce down on his massive tool. mike was responding to her excited groan and push his peter into the tiny char above him. The elf between his branch went off first. He sprayed his juice 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 cock threw her oral sex back and cried as she accepted microphone 's Christmas gift. She then faded as well. mike moved to the sofa and stared as Liz went mad on the big cock filled her. She was babbling as she sprayed her juices into Santa 's lap.

The next thing they remembered was waking up naked on the sofa with various large boxes under the tree that neither remembered buying. Gone was any evidence of the intruders. The throne by the Tree was gone. No belittled clothes were anywhere. And the milk and cookies were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until noonday. Then the opened all gifts .