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A naughty hucow elf needs to share her cream!
Hannah isn’t like the other Christmas elves at the mall…her full and leaking breasts all but spill out of her too-tight outfit, and it’s obvious that she needs relief. Luckily, the boring mall Santa gets replaced by the real thing—and hot, sinful Nick is there with his elves to share creamy treats.

An erotic short featuring hucow creamy puddings, multipartner creampies, bukkake, DP with anal, and sex with strangers.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

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Hannah's Hucow Holiday

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HANNAH’S HUCOW HOLIDAY

JADE BLEU

A naughty hucow elf needs to share her cream!

Hannah isn’t like the other Christmas elves at the mall...her full and leaking breasts all but spill out of her too-tight outfit, and it’s obvious that she needs relief. Luckily, the boring mall Santa gets replaced by the real thing—and hot, sinful Nick is there with his elves to share creamy treats.

An erotic short featuring hucow creamy puddings, multipartner creampies, bukkake, DP with anal, and sex with strangers.

Genre: Holiday fantasy erotica / Hucow / Multipartner / Unprotected Creampie / DP / Anal / Bukkake / Strangers

Length: 2,710 words

Copyright © 2016 by Jade Bleu

First eBook Publication: December 2016

Cover design by Jade Bleu

All cover art and logo copyright © 2016 by Jade Bleu

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

ABOUT THE E-BOOK YOU HAVE PURCHASED: You do not have the right to distribute or resell this book without the prior written permission of the author. This book cannot be copied in any format, sold, or otherwise transferred.

HANNAH’S HUCOW HOLIDAY

JADE BLEU

The minute I realized my milk was leaking through my elf costume, I rushed inside the painted wooden Santa’s Workshop hut to hide my full breasts and figure out what the hell to do. Working in the “Meet Santa” area at the mall had not been one of my career highlights, and it had just sunk to a new low. I’d been there all day, my breasts growing bigger and tighter by the minute, until they overflowed with milk and stained my skimpy costume. “Santa” was the one who’d noticed. Joe was playing the part of St. Nick this shift. His rheumy eyes were bugging out as he stared at my wet tits, and his tongue flicked out from an ill-fitted fake beard to lick cracked lips.

“In your dreams, jerk off,” I’d muttered to him before running off.

The relentless crowds had dwindled by then, luckily for me, so I stood in the empty Santa shack, rubbing fruitlessly at the stains on my low-cut elf dress and wished I had real elf powers. Then I could zap myself home and possibly into a better line of work.

I heard the scrape of Santa’s boots drawing nearer, then they stopped outside the flimsy hinged door. Inside with me was nothing but a single folding chair, and I sat down it with folded arms.

I heard him say, “Ho ho ho,” through the door before knocking. I rolled my eyes and didn’t answer.

“Now Hannah,” his deep voice boomed, “Ignoring Santa won’t make him go away. But it might land you on the naughty list.”

I blinked. It wasn’t Joe’s gravelly smoker’s voice. This one was smooth as the brandy I desperately wished I had right then. But then who? Joe’s had been the last shift of the day.