Log in

No account? Create an account


(S = K log W) Like Butter

...because I'm on a roll (again)((kinda)).

Share Next Entry
Ape Cave.
Horse Latitudes

The first entrance was well-used and it was clear many had been there before us. A little exploration led us to a second hole.

This second hole was much tighter and far less used. It was dry and hot.

The almost uncomfortably narrow entrance did not prevent us from thrusting in.

Once inside, it opened up and was a bit more comfortable; even wet, but not as tight.

Portions of the hole were wetter than others.

Portions were tighter.

It did not prevent us from pushing deeper and deeper. I was happy.

Upon pulling out, wet and soiled on the other side, I discovered I had been injured in the vigorous activity.

Finished, for now, I enjoyed the taste of my sweet, salty nuts.

  • 1
well then nevermind!

continue with the "thrusting deeper and deeper into your wet cave of sin!"

i hope you know that I am kidding.... :P

I'm hurt. Truly hurt. You thought my post had sexual meaning. I don't think I can go on writing, now.

How could you possibly think that me talking about shoving myself deeper and deeper into a warm, wet hole could possibly sexual. Especially when the ribbed, muscular walls gripped my tightly, not letting me move in any direction but a gentle back and forth, back and forth, moving in a rhythm dictated by nature.

Cave nature, of course.


I don't think it's such a good idea we talk about this further. *fans herself*

I don't think I am able to continue organizing now. I don't think I am able to even MOVE!

  • 1