She was only sixty-six feet up, but what a drop. It was only a 5.5 scramble, much easier than Mama Jugs over at Très Piedras and -look- there was Moki right there down below, really not all that small when viewed from way up here and sounding like he was yaowling from as close as the basement stairs. Pornhat She was happy her breasts weren’t all that big: The way they were compressed, a couple of springy boobs would uncoil and sproing her right into the nether world. Blanketed in Sol’s comforter, the five-and-a-half foot Amazon, cradeled in the Land of Enchantment, watched herself, as dreamers do, dawdling in a different Land without Adam.
