… Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.
Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolf (which was seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.
Torolf was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for sex. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hilda’s rich chest.
As Hilda’s buttermilk bosoms squished up against his granite abs, Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm.
“Hilda,” Torolf murmured thickly, his throbbing meat wand pressing against Hilda’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden desire.”
Hilda had been waiting to hear these words. Her heart was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect joy. She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too.
“Torolf,” Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. “I need you.”
Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently.
Hilda looked at him expectantly.
“Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolf, I need you – sexually.”
At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolf’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge.
Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.
Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.
Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!
The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room.
Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop.
She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolf,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her bed was empty.
Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping absoh shit im crying
…meat wand. that and mountains and…nope.
This is the first thing I have posted in months.
No regrets.
I HAVE ALWAYS THOUGHT THIS.
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I didnt want to sleep tonight anyway
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also heres scoot polgrom and hs
i drew for a dorkycute au once
perfect things
like 2010, 2009, 2008…
and 2012 is going to be the same.
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Made by the same people who did the quiet place.
The last time they made one it was great.
This is incredible.
Wow. I couldn’t have found this at a better time.
this was nice
ooh
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A typhoon has struck the Philippines again. Please help the victims of typhoon Sendong!
- Death toll have been raised to 600 and 200 bodies are still missing. Official says that there are no more chances that the 200 missing is still alive.
- Flash floods with mud have covered Cagayan de Oro during 11:00pm to 1:00 when people are still sound asleep.
- Some died while sleeping. They didn’t even get a chance to save their own lives
- They are really in need of WATER, FOOD, HYGIENE KITS.
- Almost 12,000+ are to spend Christmas in Evacuation Centers without any food to share for their Noche Buena. They even lack for water to Drink.
Our government are asking everyone for donations. It would mean the world to us!
It would be a lot help. Our fellow Filipinos have nowhere to start, no food, no water, no shelter. And they had to cope with the death of their loved ones. Please help. A cent when put together does help a lot! REBLOGGING THIS COULD ACTUALLY DO A LOT!
If you consider donating. Please click the donate button on my sidebar. Thank you so much!
This guy from my church… This WHOLE family drowned. </3 Rest in Paradise.
I’m going to help as soon as I can.
Please my fellow Filipinos and maybe a few concerned others,
please help.
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Pink - I could stay on your blog for hours.
Yellow - You’re amazing.
Peach - I miss you.
Blue - I want to get to know you.
Purple - You’re hot.
Brown - I would fuck you.Green - I would date you.
Black - I hate you.
White - Delete your tumblr.
Violet - Go die.
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