The moment she did, the room was immediately filled with the fresh dampness that always precedes rain. "I love the smell of rain . . ." mother murmure... as I watched her breathe in a deep breath of the rain-soaked air. "Yeah, me, too," I grunted, following her lead and sniffing in a lungful of the moist, humid air. Then she slowly turned around to face me. I couldn't keep from dropping my eyes down to her breasts. Her big, beautiful breasts as they strained out against the thin chiffon. I could. At first, everything seemed as it normally did. He saw no evidence that he had ever been seduced by an elf. "What kind of fucking dream was that?" he wondered aloud, feeling depressed that he was back into his mundane life. He was about to fall back asleep when he realized what day it was. As he rolled out of bed, he saw a small package on his nightstand, wrapped in scarlet paper with a bow on the top. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the tag: Merry Christmas, Aaron. From: Santa Claus.. "I think we should burn you, slowly.' He chuckled.Connie shook her head, looked up into his bearded face and said, "No, I won't do it." She quickly decided she had never seen a face so cruel or a cock so ugly.The Sultan reached out, grabbed the reporter by her long ponytail and brought her face into his hairy groin so that his limp penis was pressed against her cheek and nose. "Suck, you stupid American whore," he growled, "or I'll throw you to the dogs. They haven't been fed today."He grasped. A. Naive)Kenny pushed his straw colored bangs from his eyes and stuck a finger into the collar of his shirt, trying to loosen his tie some. It was a hot July day; too hot really, to be walking around in a suit, but he had to look respectable. After taking a deep breath to calm himself, he headed for the door.The knock sounded like thunder.A young woman answered. She was wearing a gray business dress with jacket. Her hair was tied back and her green eyes seemed to flick over him, measuring,.