I took them gingerly and sheturned her back to me. "Are you done yet?" she asked after a fewminutes."Almost" I answered as I finished pulling the much...flimsiergarment over my legs. "OK, but please don't laugh."She turned around. "That's not so bad is it?" They feel a little tight and its hard to keep.." I blushedagain. "Keep all your male bits in!" she laughed. "OK, we can workon that another day, but for today, just slip the skirt over andeverything will be hidden." I quickly finished changing. I have to think of something to cut the conversation short as I feel his breath on my pussy. “Mom, I have to go I-I-I..” I stutter for words as the tip of his tongue makes contact with my clit. She asks how everything is going. “Everything is OK, ma. Dad is fine. He’s um, in the shower.” “Sweet little pussy,” he whispers. “Ok, mom, yeah put grandma on,” I say rolling my eyes. As grandma gets on the phone, I feel dad kissing and licking my pussy. I don’t know what grandma is saying and at this. With her blond hair and great shapely body, men are constantly stopping and staring at her.I ask her what she was going to wear.Kris said, “Kathy said all the girls were different; some would wear cocktail dresses that exposed LOTS of skin. Some would wear sexy lingerie that covered up very little and some would be naked.”I asked what she was wearing.Kris said it would be a surprise but I would not be disappointed.Saturday came around and we decided to go a little late and let things get. Kringle. "Everything will be fine. He's a nice boy." Hah!" said the man called Claus. "Sometimes I wonder."As Fritz went to load the sleigh, he passed a squat, gnarled elf who nodded at him. Fritz nodded back. His co-conspirator had loaded The Sack.Fritz was not, in fact, the nice boy Mrs. Kringle thought he was. He was decidedly naughty, with a deep interest in naughtiness despite his father's crusade against it, or perhaps because of it. Due to the magically long-lived nature of his parents,.