Sage Sweetwater, unrivaled, bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...Sage Sweetwater, the exceptional ARTIST of literary lesbian poetic prose...
...Vast acreage, the woman and the cattail harvest, the fuzzy head neatens hairy borders, prairie roots that seem to go on forever...
...Dances with wolves, John Dunbar's range spirit roams, my woman, I'm coming home, bringing you cattail head, early lesbian settlers dine from cobs, knobs, and shoots...
...Raw cattail passion, pollen running from wet thighs, fuzzy desire grows inside you, the fluff bursts open, we time it all right, my tongue, extracting you, woman's commonsense, your eyes closed, your hands gripping fox, coyote, and rabbit fur in the strongest orgasm you've ever known, drifting on John Dunbar's prairies in buffalo robe wrapped pussy that survived frontier gossip, we are living folklore...
...Call your attention to the sunset...walk out with me...the cattails soaked in kerosene, planted back into earth, lit prairie frontier torches...a call to John Dunbar's spirit...our flammable fucking, recycled fire...that red-tailed hawk flies the message to John Dunbar...
...Whiskey in my saddlebag, horse sleeps, broomtail swishes the woman and the cattail harvest plentiful for the snowed-in winter...
...Open range for making the life to support woman and the cattail harvest, where pussy grazing is the highest use of this land...we want the country left in grass...careful managers of lesbian passion as to not threaten the pastoral lesbian frontier life...conservatism of the fiery passion of woman and the cattail harvest...
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Holy smokes, Sage, I'll never be able to look at cattails the same way ever again after readin' this hot write! HOOWEEE! Thinks I need a cold shower! LOL Very well done; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D *whew!*
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