Liz and Mike staggered in the movement door of their sustenance room. Liz flopped on the lounge and Mike sat on the floor in battlefront of her. Both dozed off. They had been at the kinsperson Dec 25 party at Liz 's sidekick 's home. The crapulence had been flowing and they were at their personal limit. The lighter twinkled, soft Christmas music played from their MP3 player, and the usual cooky 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 vox in the room.

'' You have been a bad young woman, Liz '' A short pudgy man in traditional frock was looking at Liz as she lay with her wooden leg paste and an obvious wet patch covering her downy pussy lips. `` How are we going to convert that ? '' An evil twinkle flashed behind the wire rimmed glasses that covered the intruder 's optic.

'' Santa '' sat down on the stool 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 sentence with music. She slowly unbuttoned her Stanford White silk blouse and let it settle off her shoulders. Mike heard a faint `` zzzzzzz '' and watched as her short, line of descent red doll dropped to the floor.

Mike tried to stand but four elves piled over him and pinned him in billet. `` Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well, '' a midst, sausage shaped finger's breadth pointed in mike 's counsel. They sat there effectively mashing mike in place. Kriss Kringle snapped his finger's breadth and microphone 's clothes faded as if smoke. He felt the cool floor against his chthonian region and exclaimed, '' What the fu*** ''. `` silence unseasoned man you have to atone for your indiscretions as well '' Santa tugged out a curl 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 trips. And your uncle tonight in the basement when you supposed to be playing syndicate. While you were with your uncle Liz was sitting on her brother 's putz in the upstair privy ''. She opened her hands and her bra traveled down her physical structure to pile up on her skirt.

'' Then there were all the little indiscretion ''. Liz touched her hips and lowered her silk pantie until she stood naked in all her glory in forepart of Santa, four elves, and Mike. Mike tried to joggle his prick in a better position as Santa told Liz, `` Come sit on Santa 's lap ''. His red satin trimmed in white fur bloomers disappeared and a bombastic cock arched upward. Liz sat across his lap and gasped as his shaft split her puss sass. Santa 's beard moved as he blew out a large breath of air. Liz rocked back and Forth across his lap as she became more excited. microphone tried again to stick out but Father Christmas had another theme. The following finger press stud removed the clothes of the elves 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 calloused hands. The fourth elf walked up and slid his tool in microphone 's case and started moving his hip in and out.

Mike could see his married woman getting more than excited as she rode Santa 's cock. Santa was not passive voice. He bounced his legs lifting Liz up then letting her shot back down on his prick. Their movement was a sexual terpsichore Liz pushed out her chest pushing her kitty-cat down on the cock under her.

Mike was becoming a more willing participant as well. The gravid elf behind him was a human machine. His hips moved in little hard jabbing that ended against his prostate. The cocks in his fists were hard as granite as he pumped each of them. The elf in his sassing had lost his load when Liz started riding Santa 's lap. The extremely low frequency backed off in unison then Santa snapped his fingers and Mike landed on his back. The four elf returned to position and slid back into microphone 's available parts. Another fracture of the whiskered fingerbreadth and a nude female elf floated down on Mike and slid his shaft family. mike was covered with intimate partners and it was obvious he was not going to last a great deal longer.

His prick twitched when Father Christmas took Liz 's tits on at a metre in his hands and kneaded the soft human body. At Inner Light power play or flick of her nipple then Santa moved to the succeeding. Santa dropped his hand between Liz 's legs and stroked her clit making her force down on his massive tool. Mike was responding to her excited moans and push his cock into the diminutive woman above him. The elf between his pegleg went off first of all. He sprayed his juices over Mike and the footling lady sitting on him. Both his `` hand '' pixie sprayed the elven maid as she bounced on Mike. The one in his mouth coated mike 's faucial tonsil and they all faded like caprine animal. The elf on his hammer threw her nous back and cried as she accepted microphone 's Christmastide 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 juice into Santa 's lap.

The next affair they remembered was waking up naked on the sofa with several turgid boxes under the tree that neither remembered buying. Gone was any evidence of the intruder. The throne by the Tree was gone. No small clothes were anywhere. And the milk and cookies were consumed. They both moved to the bed where they slept until noon. Then the opened all talent .