I blame onehitwanda...

Not all who Wanda are lost.

Just confused by shiny surfaces, really.
It’s not just I/T with good stories,
The lesbian category’s great
And best of them are Wanda’s glories
They’re peerless, there is no debate

In one woman a fire shall be woken
As as another her hand slips between
Beautiful are her words when they’re spoken
And again we’ll crown Wanda the queen
 
It’s not just I/T with good stories,
The lesbian category’s great
And best of them are Wanda’s glories
They’re peerless, there is no debate

In one woman a fire shall be woken
As as another her hand slips between
Beautiful are her words when they’re spoken
And again we’ll crown Wanda the queen
I should have known you'd get the reference. Nerd. :heart::kiss:
 
Ride-Her.
And put her away wet.
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Eowyn looked up, desperately, lustfully.

"Wandagorn," she said, "Must you take the Paths of the Dead?" Her finger toyed insouciantly with Wandagorn's tunic. "Can't you stay a while?"

Wandagorn looked back at the lustful horse-princess. Eowyn's breasts heaved like pale doves ready to take flight. Was she wrong in thinking that a few buttons had been undone since their last encounter?

"I can't," Wandagorn said, but the resolve in her voice weakened. She'd been in the wild for so long with smelly, dirty men, elves, dwarves, and oh! those filthy hobbits. A few moments of feminine company surely wouldn't delay the quest too much. What Arwen didn't know wouldn't hurt her, would it?

"Please?" Eowyn beckoned, undoing yet another button in her blouse.

Wandagorn made up her mind. The Paths of the Dead could wait for a bit.
 
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