Liz and Mike staggered in the front room access of their sustenance room. Liz flopped on the lounge and Mike sat on the level in front of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the syndicate Noel party at Liz 's buddy 's home. The drink had been flowing and they were at their personal limit. The lights twinkled, delicate Christmas music played from their MP3 player, and the usual cookies and Milk River were sitting on the Mantle.

mike snored on his back as Liz curled up on the sofa. mike jerked awake when his heard a strange voice in the elbow room.

'' You have been a bad girl, Liz '' A unawares pudgy man in traditional attire was looking at Liz as she lay with her legs spread and an obvious wet plot of land covering her downy pussy rim. `` How are we going to change that ? '' An wickedness scintillation flashed behind the wire rimmed glasses that covered the intruder 's optic.

'' Santa '' sat down on the throne that had appeared in the corner next to the tree. He pulled off his mittens and snapped his fingers Liz instantly became spellbind. `` look at your clothes off, '' Santa pronounced. Liz began swaying in meter with euphony. She slowly unbuttoned her white silk blouse and let it fall off her shoulder joint. Mike heard a faint `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her short, rip red doll dropped to the floor.

microphone tried to stand but four elves piled over him and pinned him in lieu. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a thick, sausage shaped finger pointed in mike 's direction. They sat there effectively mashing mike in station. Santa snapped his fingerbreadth and mike 's clothes faded as if smoke. He felt the cool base against his chthonian regions and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` silence young man you have to atone for your indiscretion as well '' Santa tugged out a roll and read,

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

'' You had sex with three men while on various camping trips. Two on training trip-up. 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 buddy 's peter in the upstairs bathroom ''. She opened her custody and her bra traveled down her consistence to throng up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the little indiscretions ''. Liz touched her hips and lowered her silk step-in until she stood naked in all her glory in presence of Santa, four elves, and Mike. Mike tried to joggle his rooster in a better position as St. Nick told Liz, `` Come sit on Saint Nicholas 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in white fur pants disappeared and a magnanimous cock arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his putz split her puss lips. Saint Nicholas 's beard moved as he blew out a large breath of air. Liz rocked back and forth across his lap as she became more wind up. Mike tried again to bear but Santa had another musical theme. The next digit catch removed the wearing apparel of the imp and each moved into place. The biggest one was behind Mike and unceremoniously invaded him from that slant. Two of them placed their rooster in either of his callous paw. The twenty-five percent elf walked up and slid his shaft in Mike 's side and started moving his hips in and out.

mike could listen his wife getting more shake up as she rode Saint Nicholas 's cock. Kriss Kringle was not passive. He bounced his legs lifting Liz up then letting her slam back down on his cock. Their movement was a sexual dancing Liz pushed out her bureau pushing her slit down on the cock under her.

microphone was becoming a more leave player as well. The large elf behind him was a human machine. His hip joint moved in light hard thrusts that ended against his prostate. The stopcock in his fist were hard as granite as he pumped each of them. The elf in his rima oris had lost his load when Liz started riding Father Christmas 's lap. The elves backed off in unison then Santa snapped his fingers and Mike landed on his rear. The four imp returned to office and slid back into Mike 's available percentage. Another crack of the bearded fingerbreadth and a naked female elf floated down on microphone and slid his peter home. mike was covered with sexual partners and it was obvious he was not going to utmost much longer.

His tool twitched when Santa took Liz 's bosom on at a time in his hands and kneaded the indulgent flesh. At light squeeze or flick of her teat then Santa moved to the side by side. Kriss Kringle dropped his hand between Liz 's legs and stroked her clit making her knife thrust down on his monolithic tool. microphone was responding to her sex moan and drove his putz into the tiny woman above him. The elf between his legs went off starting time. He sprayed his juice over Mike and the lilliputian lady sitting on him. Both his `` hand '' pixy sprayed the elven maiden as she bounced on Mike. The one in his oral cavity coated microphone 's tonsils and they all faded like goats. The elf on his cock threw her header back and cried as she accepted Mike 's Xmas endowment. She then faded as well. Mike moved to the couch and stared as Liz went mad on the big cock filled her. She was babbling as she sprayed her succus into Santa 's lap.

The next affair they remembered was waking up naked on the sofa with respective large boxes under the tree that neither remembered buying. Gone was any grounds of the intruders. The throne by the Tree was gone. No lowly wearing apparel were anywhere. And the milk and cookies were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until noonday. Then the opened all natural endowment .