The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery. -- Winston Churchill20. The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist is ...hat the taxidermist leaves the skin. -- Mark Twain21. The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects of folly is to fill the world with fools. -- Herbert Spencer, English Philosopher (1820-1903)22. There is no distinctly Native American criminal class, save Congress. -- Mark Twain23. What this country needs are more unemployed politicians. ”“Sleep,” I grinned. I slipped the vial into one of the many pockets of my red robes lying on a nearby chair. I licked the traces of cum off the back of my hand and slipped into bed. My hand grasped Xera's dick.“Please, no,” groaned the Elf. “We had a long enough day.”“I just want to hold it,” I answered. “It'll be gone for another moon cycle. Maybe I'll be awake when it shrinks.”“Fine,” Xera sighed and closed her eyes.I stared at her face as I held her cock, my mind. He, too, now tried to throw me off with new found power, he gave me so many hard thrusts that i felt like he would still snake would strangle mine after all.But it didn't. My cock prevailed, and his thrusts got weaker and weaker.I spit into his face again. Then my b**st gave his a powerful smack.He didnt grunt back, he didnt roar. He whinced.I waited. He tried to thrust up again and I just pushed him down with so much force.He tried a last attack by going fast, but it was just the frustration. We had a chat and then it suddenly started raining. She had put her clothes to dry on terrace so she asked me for help or else all her clothes would get wet. We immediately ran to our terrace to remove the clothes.While helping her out it started raining heavily. We both were full wet. She was full wet and even me. She was looking damn hot. I could not resist. I had an hardon and as I was in my football shorts they were stuck on my body due to water. Hardon was visible. She saw it and asked me.