My story begins with
A sweet girl named Lilith,
And a man, her uncle, let's say.
The niece is so dainty,
The uncle so saintly,
On the eve before Christmas Day.

Girl plays with her dolly
While Uncle hangs holly
And a sprig of mistletoe green;
Which girl stands right under,
Her eyes filled with wonder,
Such a pretty little preteen.

At first, just a sweet kiss,
Man's mouth against pink lips,
Just a moment of glad Christmas tiding.
But girl's slightly handsy,
Her fingers are dancy,
While uncle's soft stroke she's abiding.

Her blouse and unneeded
Small bra fall unheeded;
They join skirt and panties on ground;
Then ribbons for Christmas
Tie hands of our sweet miss;
Wrists behind girl's back are bound.

O Lily! Sweet smile give!
On knees now submissive,
As uncle sits down on his bed.
And Lillith, it's time to
Tell master "I love you"
With your lips wrapped around his thick head.

Her uncle grabs fistfulls
Of soft hair, which he pulls;
Girl's eyes to her uncle's face lift.
She sucks him, mouthfucks him,
Makes love to his third limb,
'Til girl gets a warm Christmas gift.

Then candle is litten
And loli dons kitten
Ears and a butt-plug tail.
And tom cat makes wax drips
Coat sweet little pink nips;
Cute kitty's cries, they are no avail!

Now kitten is tied down,
Poor pet has a sweet frown,
As Uncle climbs on his new toy.
She lets out a soft cry,
Virginity's last sigh,
And Uncle finds great Christmas joy!

Then dear little loli
Learns something quite holy,
On Christmas Eve, girl becomes lady.
Carolers are humming,
St. Nicholas coming!
While uncle and niece make a baby.

And now my sweet song ends;
They're lovers and best friends,
The uncle and his new Christmas lay.
The girl's pink and merry,
No longer a cherry,
On this blessed Yuletide Day!