Imagine... You're taking an afternoon stroll through fields.. (OnlyFans)

Imagine...

You're taking an afternoon stroll through fields of wild flowers but you spot something unusual in the grass..

You venture nearer, cautiously, and confirm your suspicions that there's a divine being lying nude amongst the yellow Vetch. We lock eyes and you're instantly mesmerised.

Far from being ashamed, I continue lounging, even as I feel your gaze on me. You feel a pang of fear in your gut but it's soon replaced by arousal at the sight of my perfect curves over spilling; sunbeams and sweat causing skin to glisten in the heat.

Your clothes are feeling increasingly unnecessary. You try to fight the urge to strip off in the middle of the meadow but desire wins over common sense as soon as I open my legs and tease you with a glance of dark hair and plump pussy. I entice you closer.. giving you permission, not only to look, but to touch.. 

Before you know it, your instincts take over and you're wildly scrambling to get between my thighs, melting into my body like a fly trapped in the bowl of a Pitcher Plant. I guide you as your hands spread out like vines, covering every inch of my flesh, tracing each fold and curve of my belly. Hungrily cupping and sucking on my huge breasts, fingers dipping in and out of me under instruction — becoming nothing but my worker bee, a willing conduit for my base cravings. 

Tasting nectar on my lips and gazing at storm clouds in my blue sky eyes, we rock and grind together, each bounce of my bosom causing time and earthly reality to disappear. You can't tell if those sweet moans are me or you or just the hum of the grasshoppers but you know you're close to climaxing...seeing stars, crying out, covered in my warm honey, watching my body convulse beneath you. 

You're left sticky and lightheaded — you're not sure how long you've been kneeling naked and alone in the middle of a wild meadow but you do remember the lingering feeling of being brave and attempting to pollinate a carnivorous flower.