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NOTES(599) | 27May2012
Anonymous Inquired:
"WOW @ tumblrdatinggame(.)com WTF is this.. my little brother's roommate is on this and I think I saw you too lol"

Ok. I lied. it’s true…I’m a total slut. 


plzignorethecrow: sar-aa-h: hannahbananafeefifofanna: eddssextant: spanglemaker9: i-mourn-the-wicked: burnthecityoftroy: … 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 abs. this is so terrible I want so bad to make a dramatic reading of this I lost it at throbbing meat wand omg what. i want this on my blog forever holy shit holy shit “galloping abs” Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. I completely lost my shit at dick aneurysm meat wand I need you- sexually LOVE MOUNTAINS DICK PARKINSON’S GALLOPING ABS THIS IS BEAUTIFUL A COMPLETE MASTERPIECE I can’t breathe, I’m laughing so fucking hard. dying. Why did I ever think I could write smut when there was this in the world? GALLOPING ABS you know when they say “don’t judge a book by it’s cover?” welp, romance novels. seriously, I’ve read fanfics and rps that aren’t this bad. jesus christ ajfdk;safjdk she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment. still shimmering with orgasm OMFG THE GALOPING ABS ARE BACK IN MY DASH!!!!!!

NOTES(26204) | 24May2012

plzignorethecrow:

malubi said: La idea de la primera me recuerda a un dibujo que tengo en acuarela. El 3ero es mi favorito. (y de paso recomiendo las acuarelas, te diviertes mucho pintando.) ^^

No me digas! creo que nuestras mentes se conectaron a traves del espacio-tiempo y concibieron…

En mi dibujo la chica se transformaba en pétalos de flor, al final cambie ese concepto pero quedaron los pétalos dentro del dibujo. :P

yo tampoco soy buena con la acuarela, mas que nada estoy aprendiendo, pero me gusta bastante. lo malo es que si trabajas con colores muy “aguados” (claros) al escanearlos no se nota nada, tienes que pasarlo por photoshop y encontrar los colores adecuados.