Mythical Cumming

Lost and wounded, Aurora rides the waves to shore, clutching steel arrow penetrating left breast. Trickles of blood slither out onto pale Atlantis sands. Silvery skin shimmering under sky darkening, a match for vengeful thoughts brewing in mind. A young sailor admitted stranded target and culprit. (Aurora, first time rejected if ballistic penis not accepted). The suiter sought not as a predator seeks a meal, but for sake of easing erotic ache in southern cake.

In need of creamy relief to heal naughty grief, pain is forgotten as libido makes nipples harden. Memories mesmerize mermaid eyes of past men’s size. Lusty finger tips trace, taunt, tease treasured seam ‘til touching tip to lips yields satisfied squeals. Producing seductive scents from slippery south sea sends Aurora surrendered to sandy self-soothing. Tail splashing, hand probing – faster, deeper, harder – body cumming, pussy leaking, voice screaming, and breath panting.

In a cave at the edge of shore, Zara hides, hearing orgasmic mermaid cries. Horny human eyes sight her afternoon’s personal pussy prize. Withstanding wonton want, Zara waits wistfully watching Aurora wishing it her pussy wanked. No mistake be made, human shall have her pretty playmate prey, this stormy day Zara will get her way. Letting libido light lesbian lust, pooling nature’s natural nectar in private sector.

Scooping Aurora descending – with sly hand settled squeezing shapely scaled seat, tongue and mouth search swollen lips making mistress’ motives clear. Zara takes torturous time to tackle task tethering mermaid gathering. Revealing round, ravish-ready rear, reinforces literary roles with risqué riding of tongue on tush twitching towards tight trembling twat. Groping, groaning, grinding, going wild woman and mermaid make erotic earthquakes.