The warrior was desperately seeking to reach the deepest recesses of her passage, knocking at the gates to her fertile womb, spankings her buttocks with his big scrotum, swollen with seed
. Her grey eyes and tapered fingers instinctively moved on her pale, smooth stomach, caressing it around the navel. The girls could smell the scent of the dawn of spring coming from outside:
She could feel blossoming flowers pollinated into fruits as she caressed her breasts, arching her back forward, spreading her legs wide, tense;
She could feel fruitful fields softened by dew, plowed and sowed by the strong oxen, as her gentle fingers traced her body down to her glistening sex;
She could feel a rutting stallion mounting his mare in heat… the same heat she felt spreading between her smooth thighs, as she fondled her damp clitoris, whimpering, desperate to cling to a real man, aching to fulfill the call of nature
. . This was fulfillment, something that almost made him forget his dark origins and made him feel like a simple human
The warrior was desperately seeking to reach the deepest recesses of her passage, knocking at the gates to her fertile womb, spankings her buttocks with his big scrotum, swollen with seed
. Her grey eyes and tapered fingers instinctively moved on her pale, smooth stomach, caressing it around the navel. The girls could smell the scent of the dawn of spring coming from outside:
She could feel blossoming flowers pollinated into fruits as she caressed her breasts, arching her back forward, spreading her legs wide, tense;
She could feel fruitful fields softened by dew, plowed and sowed by the strong oxen, as her gentle fingers traced her body down to her glistening sex;
She could feel a rutting stallion mounting his mare in heat… the same heat she felt spreading between her smooth thighs, as she fondled her damp clitoris, whimpering, desperate to cling to a real man, aching to fulfill the call of nature
. . This was fulfillment, something that almost made him forget his dark origins and made him feel like a simple human
The warrior was desperately seeking to reach the deepest recesses of her passage, knocking at the gates to her fertile womb, spankings her buttocks with his big scrotum, swollen with seed
. Her grey eyes and tapered fingers instinctively moved on her pale, smooth stomach, caressing it around the navel. The girls could smell the scent of the dawn of spring coming from outside:
She could feel blossoming flowers pollinated into fruits as she caressed her breasts, arching her back forward, spreading her legs wide, tense;
She could feel fruitful fields softened by dew, plowed and sowed by the strong oxen, as her gentle fingers traced her body down to her glistening sex;
She could feel a rutting stallion mounting his mare in heat… the same heat she felt spreading between her smooth thighs, as she fondled her damp clitoris, whimpering, desperate to cling to a real man, aching to fulfill the call of nature
. . This was fulfillment, something that almost made him forget his dark origins and made him feel like a simple human
may 15