hawu235:
2011-06-08-088
ridingwild:
she had heard them before, again and again
and the sounds they made were the stuff of wet dreams
and one night, when she could stand no more
she slipped into very little and peered through the portal
feeling her nipples rise, her clit swell and glisten
and when she saw the feverish woman
riding him in a pleading reverse arch
she bit her lips, swallowed hard
and slipped into the humid darkness
like the timid but starving wet wildcat she was