The faster I dip my finger in and out of my slick tightness, the louder it sounds. Mature porn Wind tickles all my exposed flesh with every breeze, like dozes of little feathers are blowing over me or butterflies are landing on every inch of my skin. I’m so tired from the hike and everything that’s happened that I pretty much pass out as soon as I lay on my cot. It feels so much like the slime that penis-shaped worm pumped into me before invading my womb. Zoology program next January. I’m sure they’re all as tired as I am too. My uterus begins contracting somewhat rapidly, like it’s being forced to by the worm. As I frantically finger the edge of the tail mesh to no avail, the tickling I felt in the entrance my cervix earlier has subsided, but—Now it feels like something is tickling the inside of my fucking womb!
