Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
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She turned, her tawny flanks rippling outward like some erotic seismic event. I watched, mesmerized, as her tattooed buttocks alternated for dominance, swaying from one side to another like a hypnotists watch made of asscheeks.
She walked a a couple steps away from me and then fell to her knees. Her curled dark hair bounced, and she went down on to her hands and knees. The dual globes of ass flesh that rose above the valley of her lower back called to me, beckoning like all mountains do to men of courage and adventure.
Her head swiveled and she looked back toward me with a smirk while she spread her knees on the grassy ground. I watched as her ass cheeks slowly parted, and finally her swollen labial lip peeked out from underneath their pendulous weight and shadow. She dripped like a leaky faucet, her own fluids flowing freely in between her plump pussy lips.
To my utter astonishment, my spent flaccid member, which lay like a used up snake on my thigh with dribbles of cum all around it, began to rise as if called by a charmer.
The fairy's voluptuous bubbles of ass and eager juicy pussy beckoned to me. Her eyes locked onto my lengthening cock, widening as it rose like a python from the dark woods, high into the air, impossibly huge and throbbing, and finally completely hard as a rock once again. My purple head throbbed in tempo with my heartbeat and my balls lay low and heavy, filled with my hot sperm and longing to be released into her fertile crescent.
