He was 6'4” tall, no hair on top of his head but around the sides and back. As he walked in, Teresa couldn't help but give him a second look. He ord...red his drink, and he had a soft talking voice. “A pint of bitter please,” he asked. As Teresa pulled on the pump, James couldn't help but notice her heaving bosom. He thought to himself, “I wouldn't mind having a feel of those”.The bar soon got busy but Teresa couldn't help but keep glancing at this man. He ordered another pint and said, “And one. Oh God... it's so big! So hot... ! until its entirety, was near submerged in slow, tormenting inches into the very depths of her belly."Ooohhhh yes, yes! Give it all to me... all of it!" she choked in her passion, catching herself the several times she was about to cry out, realizing that this devastating, constant plunge into her entrails was what she wanted... what she had to have.The grotesque little czar grinned lewdly, his lips curling wetly back to expose his golden teeth as he began to. I'm here to make sure that Santa does his job and that he doesn'ttake it easy on ya. I was hired to do a job, and I plan on doing it."Alexandra shivered. She didn't know if Beth was just trying to scare her, butit was certainly working."Now, seeing as Santa's a man of few words, he will be carrying a cane,and he'll use it to point to an article of your clothing. You will then takeit off -- and no crying, no complaining. Clear?"Alexandra could only nod in disbelief."Is that clear?" Beth. ‘You want to sniff another of my farts, Amanda?’ She nodded fiercely. He shook his head in amusement. ‘That’s so funny. Did you ever even know you were such a fart freak?’ Amanda hadn’t known that. Five minutes ago, she would have been disgusted by this scenario. But none of that mattered anymore. Nothing mattered except more of Mark’s farts. She shook her head. The good feeling was starting to ebb, replaced with pressing desire. ‘I guess it just must be that I’m so amazing,’ Mark continued..