Sticky
a study in ovipositional beauty - in poetic stanza
Her vulva was like a nest the slit - moist and slick salivatingly shiny. Her belly moved up and down with her breath, heavy with effort. The pheromones in the air made the surrounding stamen thick and firm - bristled and sticky. Sticky with lubricant and oils, aching, she groaned softly as the stream of soft, pearly, eggs spit out of her slit - her folds opening like petals petals of an exotic floral being. The voyeuristi...