Liz and mike staggered in the battlefront door of their animation way. Liz flopped on the sofa and microphone sat on the floor in front of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the family Noel party at Liz 's chum 's home. The drinks had been flowing and they were at their personal limit. The lights twinkled, balmy Christmas music played from their MP3 player, and the common cookies and Milk were sitting on the mantle.

Mike snored on his vertebral column as Liz curled up on the sofa. mike jerked awake when his heard a strange interpreter in the elbow room.

'' You have been a bad girl, Liz '' A scant pudgy man in traditional dress was looking at Liz as she lay with her legs counterpane and an obvious wet eyepatch covering her downy pussy sass. `` How are we going to change that ? '' An evil twinkle flashed behind the conducting wire rimmed meth that covered the trespasser 's center.

'' Saint Nick '' sat down on the pot 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 clothes off, '' Santa pronounced. Liz began swaying in time with music. She slowly unbuttoned her white silk blouse and let it fall off her shoulders. Mike heard a faint `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her inadequate, blood red skirt dropped to the floor.

Mike tried to stand but four elves piled over him and pinned him in plaza. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a thick, sausage balloon shaped finger pointed in mike 's direction. They sat there effectively mashing Mike in place. Santa snapped his fingers and microphone 's clothes faded as if hummer. He felt the cool level against his nether regions and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` silence young man you have to atone for your injudiciousness as well '' Santa tugged out a scroll 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 basement when you supposed to be playing pool. While you were with your uncle Liz was sitting on her brother 's rooster in the up the stairs bathroom ''. She opened her hands and her bra traveled down her body to pack up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the little indiscretions ''. Liz touched her hips and lowered her silk pantie until she stood naked in all her aureole in battlefront of Saint Nick, four elves, and mike. Mike tried to wiggle his cock in a best side as Father Christmas told Liz, `` ejaculate sit on Saint Nick 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in white fur pants disappeared and a declamatory cock arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his putz split her kitty lip. Saint Nicholas '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. microphone tried again to stand up but Kriss Kringle had another mind. The next finger snap removed the clothes 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 cocks in either of his calloused hands. The fourth elf walked up and slither his peter in Mike 's fount and started moving his coxa in and out.

microphone could pick up his married woman getting more excited as she rode Santa 's cock. Kriss Kringle was not passive voice. He bounced his legs lifting Liz up then letting her slam back down on his shaft. Their movement was a intimate dance Liz pushed out her thorax pushing her pussy down on the peter under her.

Mike was becoming a more unforced player as well. The tumid elf behind him was a human auto. His hip moved in abruptly hard thrusts that ended against his prostate. The cocks in his clenched 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 Kriss Kringle 's lap. The elves backed off in unison then Santa Claus snapped his finger's breadth and microphone landed on his vertebral column. The four brownie returned to attitude and slid back into microphone 's usable parts. Another snap of the bearded finger and a nude female elf floated down on Mike and slid his cock home. Mike was covered with sexual collaborator and it was obvious he was not going to finish a good deal longer.

His dick twitched when Father Christmas took Liz 's tits on at a sentence in his workforce and kneaded the soft flesh. At loose credit crunch or flick of her nipple then Santa moved to the adjacent. Santa dropped his helping hand between Liz 's legs and stroked her clitoris making her push up down on his massive creature. microphone was responding to her excited moans and labour his cock into the tiny charwoman above him. The elf between his branch went off first. He sprayed his juices over microphone and the little gentlewoman sitting on him. Both his `` hand '' elves sprayed the elven maiden as she bounced on Mike. The one in his mouth coated microphone 's tonsils and they all faded like stooge. The elf on his cock threw her head back and cried as she accepted Mike 's Christmas talent. 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 succus into Santa 's lap.

The next thing they remembered was waking up naked on the sofa with various heavy boxes under the tree that neither remembered purchasing. Gone was any evidence of the trespasser. The throne by the tree was gone. No small dress were anywhere. And the milk and cookies were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until noon. Then the opened all gifts .