Silent Night, Naughty Night, First in a continuing series of tell-all books

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Excerpt one:

The night was cold, blustery with a wind from the Northwest picking up snow and blasting it against my windows. The fire roared amongst the bricks, casting warmth to my face as I turned to meet her gaze.
Those pointed ears and devilish eyes only hinted at the sexual tiger waiting to be unleashed. It was her small mouth that i so sought. Her tightness around the shaft of my cock was enough to make Santa convert to Judaism.
Naughty Elf, despite what you the reader may think, was a harlot. A tramp of the highest calibre. She taught me more in December of '98 than I've ever learned about sex at any time, from anyone.
Our mouths met and my tongue sank deep within her throat trying to coax out this sexuality seething below her veneer of Holiday cheer. her elvin hand roamed up my thigh, as I grew....

 

[Naughty Elf]