Like Watcher, I have liquid squirting from my organs of sight!
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Catherna and Grignr followed the quivering yet stalwart man, his alabaster skin shining in the pale light of the bright solar disc. He began to salaciously turn his organs of sight toward Catherna's shapely armpit and her ill-concealed melon-shaped orbs.
Grignr did not espy these furtive glances but fixed his gaze instead upon the dusty path before them, dotted with pools of gleaming, scarlet mud. Catherna, however, felt the man's heated gaze upon her but held her tongue inside her ruby orifice.
After traversing through the wooded plains for many spaces of time within the frame of one solar disc rising to setting, Grignr finally halted his steed and called to their guide to stop his forward movement of his appendages.
"We shall stop our march and rest ourselves for the space of one period of darkness." He swung his thick legs off his horse and placed his feet on the hard, yet yielding earth beneath him.
Catherna also swung herself off her vivaparous mammal, trying to keep the shoddy mantle around her glistening skin. The mantle caught in the horse's implements of steering, exposing her shapely armpit once more. The guide's rosy orifice leered open in a drooling grin and his tongue flicked over his yellow, pointy instruments of chewing.
Catherna jerked the cloak off the horse and flung it tight around herself. She spun on her heel and turned her organs of sight full upon him, drawing her oval into a scowl.
"You, Guide, will keep your organs of sight to yourself! Or I shall disconnect your oval from your neck!"
Grignr wheeled in surprise. "What means this discourse?" he asked in an pugnacious, conciliatory wave of sound.
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This
is hard!!!
Lali