The fairy girl

You are standing at your front door your back against the threshold. She’ll be here soon.
It’s dark out, the moon is full.
It’s silvery light dancing on your driveway .
You have “In A Week” bye Hozier queued up to play when she see’s  you.  She pulls up and into your driveway, out of sight. She takes a while.
You hear her cars door and adjust yourself.
There she is. More beautiful than you could have imagined.
A masterwork.
You forget to press play, but you do not forget yourself and flash her a wink you’ve been practicing.
It’s a good wink.
“Heyy!,” She starts,”it’s nice to meet you! Well ACTUALLY meet you.” She giggles
God she looks Stunning. With a capital S.
“It’s nice to meet you.” You try to put a light rumble in your delivery. She removes her shoes and turns to you.
You take a few measured steps toward her licking her eyes. They are indescribable. You take her small pointed chin in your hand and direct her mouth upward. You plant a kiss on her mouth and step away.
“Wow.” Is all you can manage, before producing two orange nerf pistols.

Grundy and the horse girl

Large factory stations listlessly spiral beautifully against the expanse a black void. Humming and blasting steam and smoke they truly are a thing to behold
These occupy space very near to The Cave Planets but The Caves Planets appear as stars from the windows of smaller crafts drifting by observing these marvelous factories.

The short muscled woman stood and stared at Grundy, his massive girthy cock limp between his knees
She stamped a hoof, large muscular horse legs as thick as a tree trunk.
Her vagina began to quiver and drip. Her eyes lolled and she fell to her knees desperately grabbing Grundy and taking him in her mouth. The veins surrounding his horse cock engorged and he began to stiffen in her mouth . Her whole body quivering she took his piece as deep in her throat as she could fit, she savored the sensation of his enormous girth pushing against her throat dripping hot seed into her stomach.

She slides his cock out of her throat and stands up abruptly. She studies the massive man before her, monstrously large hands flex next to massive thighs thick threaded muscle rippling and drenched with sweat. His whole body is dripping and bronzed. Heavy muscle hanging from his chest and back. Big veins pumped from his massive thighs and Apollo’s belt, spidering up the length of grundys huge pulsing meat.