Nature was
taking over at this point, instinct. Normally he would have stood, held his penis, and urinated in a
proper fashion onto a clump of leaves, or at a tree's base
Go back. He knew that the day was almost over.
. My past, specifically my parent’s divorce and its messy aftermath, gave me a phobia about committed relationships; a deep down unassailable fear of getting hurt if I opened my heart to love. Full on, physically consuming sex
I realised that is what Chris was now looking for too.
“Who cares… none of it matters” He muttered to her, knowing they wouldn't be coming back from this while he snatched the bra from her rack, straps loudly shredding free from the tight elastic material freeing her breasts and tossing the ruined garment aside. eyes rolling back into her skull, strangled by its body, cumming hard and spurting her nectar over the snakes between her legs
. Her tight vest was expanding, filling up with wriggling snakes, straining the limits of the zipper, then bursting it apart with her expanding midsection
Nature was
taking over at this point, instinct. Normally he would have stood, held his penis, and urinated in a
proper fashion onto a clump of leaves, or at a tree's base
Go back. He knew that the day was almost over.
. My past, specifically my parent’s divorce and its messy aftermath, gave me a phobia about committed relationships; a deep down unassailable fear of getting hurt if I opened my heart to love. Full on, physically consuming sex
I realised that is what Chris was now looking for too.
“Who cares… none of it matters” He muttered to her, knowing they wouldn't be coming back from this while he snatched the bra from her rack, straps loudly shredding free from the tight elastic material freeing her breasts and tossing the ruined garment aside. eyes rolling back into her skull, strangled by its body, cumming hard and spurting her nectar over the snakes between her legs
. Her tight vest was expanding, filling up with wriggling snakes, straining the limits of the zipper, then bursting it apart with her expanding midsection
Nature was
taking over at this point, instinct. Normally he would have stood, held his penis, and urinated in a
proper fashion onto a clump of leaves, or at a tree's base
Go back. He knew that the day was almost over.
. My past, specifically my parent’s divorce and its messy aftermath, gave me a phobia about committed relationships; a deep down unassailable fear of getting hurt if I opened my heart to love. Full on, physically consuming sex
I realised that is what Chris was now looking for too.
“Who cares… none of it matters” He muttered to her, knowing they wouldn't be coming back from this while he snatched the bra from her rack, straps loudly shredding free from the tight elastic material freeing her breasts and tossing the ruined garment aside. eyes rolling back into her skull, strangled by its body, cumming hard and spurting her nectar over the snakes between her legs
. Her tight vest was expanding, filling up with wriggling snakes, straining the limits of the zipper, then bursting it apart with her expanding midsection
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