When the Krampus struck up a song, everyone sang with him. Soon, they forgot anything was unusual.Eventually, people noticed that one of the village g...irls, a young thing set to be married in the New Year, was sitting on the Krampus’ lap and kissing the cheerful beast. She even held mistletoe over his horned head.And here and there and everywhere, couples (and sometimes more than couples) kissed and touched, overcome with a sudden and in some cases uncharacteristic admiration for one another.. It’s all my fault mom!”I broke in, “Mom, don’t blame Val. I have watched so much porn I had to find out what it was like to fuck. All I had done before that was to jack off.”“Oh yes, Eddy, I know that you have been doing that. I am the one that has been washing your cum stained sheets and wiped up the cum spots on the bathroom floor. I have been waiting for you and Val to start fucking. It was inevitable, incest is in both Val’s and your DNA genes!”Val and I were flabbergasted at our mother’s. It was more of a statement than a question."Yes Darling. That is exactly what it means." I wonder how that could be," my bride said with a broad smile, before kissing the Stranger again."I hope we have your husband's permission for the enjoyment we are giving each other," the Stranger said.All I was able to say was, "I never thought I would enjoy something like this, but I am." In that case you won't mind when I put my hand inside your bride's dress and stroke the inside of her thigh." First. Whenever I used that shower, I always washed my hair five times or more. My hair was always thin and limp like fine sewing thread, but it was even worse after one of those showers. The only upside was that I knew it was squeaky clean. not greasy.After my shower I walked across to the barge wearing only a short terry cloth robe. When I say only the robe, I mean there was absolutely nothing else covering my body. I felt a bit slutty, but I also knew that no one had any idea, so I was okay with.