Igra --santaz Incesta-- -v0.1.7-dev- Avtor- Slutogen Direct

The game began again.

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Santa tried to laugh. His beard felt like someone else’s hair. Igra --Santaz incesta-- -v0.1.7-dev- Avtor- Slutogen

The sleigh crunched onto a rooftop that wasn’t on any map. Snow fell in reverse, climbing back into a bruised sky. The game began again

Santa — or whoever wore the coat now — stumbled through the chimney and landed in a living room that smelled of mulled wine and something wrong. ” the third said

He closed his eyes.

“Tonight,” the third said, untying the velvet rope from the tree, “you remember why we call it incesta .”