Elf

Joan groaned looking with pleasure at her tiny sister before deciding that she had to be the first. With this mysterious grin the festive futa moved up behind her sister's chair placing her delicate hands on either side of the sensational shortstack and lifting her up.

Melanie let out a surprised squeal, shocked at the sudden elevation only to find herself sitting in her sister's lap. Joan grinned nibbling on Melanie's pointed ear. she winked at Erica, not bothering to conceal her actions is hands reached up to cup her tiny sister's breasts. A lot of weight had redistributed, so girlish figure now sported some very impressive baubles.

"Merry Christmas elf," she whispered, not bothering to conceal her fierce wood.

"Would you like me to fill you with Christmas spirit?" she murmured licking and sucking wherever she could. She could feel Melanie's tights shifting. The emerald green fabric turning forest dark around her cameltoe. maybe in a different universe Joan would have taken some time, but she was about ready to pop her sister's cherry.

Melanie hesitated for a moment before she felt the yule log that was hot dogging her gingerbread mounds.

The blonde Elf bit her lip, her stunning green eyes flashing before she nodded enthusiastically placing one of Joan's hands on her crotch area.

Erica for her part stood up leaning over the table still fellating a candy cane as she watched a festive pair, a gorgeous santa dress wearing sibling with long nails ripping and tearing into Melanie's stockings. In only a few moments the younger girl's bald sex was on full display.

Joan made no attempt to hide herself snapping her fingers to remove any remaining garb before mercilessly impaling her diminutive sister on her fantastic phallus.

Melanie's eyes crossed, the irises becoming huge as her stomach bulged obscenely. Even with elasticated womb the sudden and merciless skewering quickly and effortlessly broke her mind. With her mouth open, she let out a guttural series of swallowing sounds, her chest trying to rise and fall the outline of Joan cameltoe killing Candy Cane completely ruining her for anyone else. At least for now.

She bounced heavily, breasts flying wildly in her tight body stocking, every movement was another orgasm and she could barely process things. Joan nibbling her neck, imprinting herself inside her sister's womb.

All the while Erica proceeded to remove her remaining kit as well, a slow seductive revelation that contrasted intensely with the frenetic mating of her siblings.

Joan was getting close, not worried about stamina she slammed down pushing as deep as she could watching Melanie scream and black out from sensory overload as she started to deck her halls. Sprays of snow filled the elf, bloating her belly and giving her a gift that would emerge next March, unless Joan got impatient.