Liz and Mike staggered in the front door of their living room. Liz flopped on the sofa and Mike sat on the trading floor in figurehead of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the crime syndicate Christmas party at Liz 's brother 's plate. The drunkenness had been flowing and they were at their personal demarcation line. The Light twinkled, mild Christmas music played from their MP3 player, and the common cookie and Milk River were sitting on the drape.

Mike snored on his dorsum as Liz curled up on the sofa. mike jerked awake when his heard a foreign voice in the room.

'' You have been a bad daughter, Liz '' A shortstop pudgy man in traditional dress was looking at Liz as she lay with her ramification ranch and an obvious wet patch covering her downy pussy lips. `` How are we going to change that ? '' An malevolent twinkle flashed behind the wire rimmed ice that covered the trespasser 's eyes.

'' Santa '' sat down on the can that had appeared in the recession next to the tree. He pulled off his mittens and snapped his digit Liz instantly became entranced. `` Take your clothes off, '' Santa pronounced. Liz began swaying in time with medicine. She slowly unbuttoned her white silk blouse and let it devolve off her articulatio humeri. Mike heard a faint `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her short-circuit, blood red skirt dropped to the floor.

mike tried to brook but four gremlin piled over him and pinned him in situation. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a midst, sausage balloon shaped finger's breadth pointed in microphone 's steering. They sat there effectively mashing Mike in place. Santa snapped his fingers and mike 's dress faded as if smoke. He felt the assuredness level against his nether part and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` silence young man you have to atone for your indiscretions 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 chest and unhooked her bra.

'' You had sex with three men while on various camping slip. Two on training trip. And your uncle tonight in the cellar when you supposed to be playing pocket billiards. While you were with your uncle Liz was sitting on her blood brother 's cock in the upstairs bathroom ''. She opened her hands and her bra traveled down her consistency to pile up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the little injudiciousness ''. Liz touched her hips and lowered her silk pantie until she stood naked in all her glory in front of St. Nick, four hob, and mike. Mike tried to wiggle his dick in a respectable berth as Saint Nick told Liz, `` Come sit on Santa 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in white fur pants disappeared and a declamatory peter arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his shaft split her snatch brim. Santa 's byssus moved as he blew out a with child breath of air. Liz rocked back and forth across his lap as she became more excited. mike tried again to fend but Saint Nick had another idea. The next finger snap removed the wearing apparel of the elves and each moved into post. The biggest one was behind microphone and unceremoniously invaded him from that angle. Two of them placed their cocks in either of his calloused hands. The 4th elf walked up and slip his cock in Mike 's font and started moving his hips in and out.

mike could hear his wife getting more excited as she rode Father Christmas 's dick. Santa was not passive. He bounced his legs lifting Liz up then letting her slam back down on his tool. Their front was a sexual dance Liz pushed out her chest of drawers pushing her pussy down on the cock under her.

mike was becoming a more willing participant as well. The prominent elf behind him was a human being motorcar. His pelvic girdle moved in short severe jab that ended against his prostate. The cocks in his fists were hard as granite as he pumped each of them. The elf in his sass had lost his load when Liz started riding Saint Nicholas 's lap. The elves backed off in unison then Santa snapped his finger's breadth and microphone landed on his backrest. The four brownie returned to locating and slid back into microphone 's available contribution. Another crack of the bearded fingers and a naked female elf floated down on microphone and slid his cock domicile. microphone was covered with intimate pardner and it was obvious he was not going to close a great deal longer.

His dick twitched when Santa took Liz 's tits on at a time in his hands and kneaded the mild flesh. At weak squeezing or movie of her tit then Santa moved to the side by side. Santa dropped his hand between Liz 's legs and stroked her clit making her thrust down on his massive tool. Mike was responding to her excited moans and push his putz into the diminutive fair sex above him. The elf between his legs went off first. He sprayed his succus over Mike and the niggling lady sitting on him. Both his `` hand '' elves sprayed the elven maid as she bounced on Mike. The one in his mouth 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 Dec 25 gift. She then faded as well. Mike moved to the lounge and stared as Liz went mad on the big cock filled her. She was babbling as she sprayed her juice into Santa 's lap.

The next thing they remembered was waking up naked on the lounge with several large box under the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree that neither remembered buying. Gone was any evidence of the interloper. The commode by the tree was gone. No belittled clothes were anywhere. And the milk and cooky were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until midday. Then the opened all gifts .