More semi-random ideas.
Kicking around a "free use" sort of vibe
We should probably take a moment to acknowledge that the young lady in the screenshot did not volunteer to receive those tattoos, so the "don't need to ask permission" part is deeply politically incorrect. Don't try this in RL kids!
Meanwhile, instructions for those unsure of how to proceed:
Just messing around
Forgive the poor picture quality. Having a hell of a job getting things legible in the screenshot without the flair from the white text taking over.
they run towards me, they are a couple of farmers, he is armed with a rifle similar to the one of the green creature, while the woman leads on a leash what looks like a cow, but with a deformed head on one side.
The man exclaims
"Is everything okay? What is a person dressed like that doing in this area? Are you crazy!?"
the woman in a calmer tone asks me
"Are you a vault dweller? What are you doing here?"
so I explain the situation to him, while the woman starts to cry,
I never cared much about my life before entering this vault, I had a normal life, I had a normal job, a normal house, I never thought I would end up like this, sometimes I think about what would have happened to me if I hadn't agreed to enter here, I probably would have died because of the bombs, so thinking about it, at least, now I'm alive...
It was a normal day, I had finished my work and going back home, I saw a letter in the mailbox, on which was printed a logo, by now all of america k
Meet the Girls – Fjolir
She hides behind armor.
Not because she’s afraid… but because softness feels more dangerous than any blade.
Fjolir was born in Ivarstead on the serene morning of the 13th of Evening Star, 4E 181 —
in the shadow of the Throat of the World, where the sky brushes the earth.
Her mother died giving birth to her.
Her father, a soldier then, never remarried — a quiet vow to the woman he loved.
He left the battlefield and became a woodcutter, r
Avarie was newer to the local sex club scene, but tonight was going to be the night that she would slowly ease herself in..
Too bad it roughly fucked itself into her instead - and in front of an entire group of men no less.
❤️ And here is the video of this little voyeurism fuck fest ❤️
April Fools' Day Special : The consequences of fool reading.......
Don’t study if you are stupid! You just need to enjoy yourself (sex) in the moment...
As it always inevitably comes around, it was that time of the month again that the rent was due.
Skye had gotten into the habit though of just fucking her landlord so she wouldn't have to actually pay anything, however lately he'd gotten a lot more demanding with it and one round of pussy pounding with him usually wasn't enough anymore.
Round 1 -
Round 2 -
Round 3 -
Mr. Li tr
You know how sometimes you make a choice even though everything in you knows it is the wrong one? I don’t know why that happens either. People are just stupid.
We took a wrong turn, somewhere in the craggy hills that form the boundary between the Rift and the rest of Skyrim, and ended up coming out at the alkali flats that run eighty or more parched miles straight north before climbing back into the mountains to dump you at the doorstep of Windhelm.
The problem was that w
Meet the Girls – Yvelle
She walks like she knows someone is watching.
Not to please. Not to provoke. Just because… she is meant to be seen.
Born in Jehanna the, 3rd Sun's Dawn E4 174, during a night thick with thunder, Yvelle — a Breton by blood — has always felt the world watching her.
At three, her family moved to Markarth — a city carved in stone, where her memories began.
She showed early talent in magic, especially shock spells — sharp, quick, precise, li
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