I weeded and watered all while being nurtured myself. Working for Granny felt more like a cottagecore vacation than it should at times.

1827, George Pocock, The Aeropleustic Art or Navigation in the Air by the use of Kites, or Buoyant Sails

I drop my head back again, close my eyes and, wrapping my arms under my legs just behind my ankles, I pull my cunt lips apart as wide as I can.

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