The falling rain was channeled into a multitude of small waterfalls, all spaced evenly apart where the overlapping joints of tin were nailed down. He ...ad a dozen small waterfalls to play in, so long as it rained. Another loud burst of thunder pierced the night and he opened his eyes, shaken abruptly from his pleasant memory. He looked at the woman again, and he could see she was gripping the arm of her chair tightly, her nails dug into the vinyl fabric. He couldn’t help but smile a little, and. " Lay down on your back."I stood over her head and kneeled down, straddling Abby's head with my knees. I bent over so I could reach her pussy. Do you see how this works?"I didn't get an answer. Abby licked the tip of my cock and then swirled her tongue around the glans. "Ohhh... that's the idea." I leaned my head down and licked up and down her pussy lips, carefully avoiding her clitoris for now. Abby continued licking up and down my cock shaft and around the head.After a few passes up and down. " Two elves maybe? Maybe an elf and a gnome." What do they represent? I mean, are they children or childish like the characters or are they omnipotent, guiding the goings on?" They're representatives, like parallel figures set in the world of a fantastical forest realm. Something about the natural world and the modern world sharing the basics of love and friendship and the fragility and the vicissitudes inherent in relationships." Like archetypes." Yeah. But somehow the elves, or maybe fairies,. Those tingles, ah, the heat! I…want more? I want more. I need more. More, more, more! ‘More!’ she shrieked. Tingles cascaded through her mind like confetti on the breeze. She braced herself for the heat. It didn’t come. She pressed her legs together. She needed the heat! Where was it? She, she–wanted it. She wanted it! She WANTED it! Needed it. Her hand slid downwards. No, no, no, can’t, mustn’t, not in the store! Sheila looked around in a haze of need. At least, not in the front… With tiny.