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Tropical 2

 Part 1  https://stumblingfillies.blogspot.com/2023/02/tropical.html Part 2: The sun cast a molten glow over Natalya’s bare skin, each droplet of water shimmering like liquid fire as it clung to her curves. The world was a feverish blur, her senses submerged in a heady cocktail of rum, weed, and the pulsing, sensual rhythm of the R&B track vibrating through the air. Her head spun in a delicious spiral, the intoxication wrapping her in a warm, velvety haze, every movement slow and syrupy, as if she were swaying through a dream. The poolside was her private sanctuary, and in this moment, every thought dissolved into a primal thrum of desire. Her fingers quivered as she fumbled for her vape, the device nearly slipping from her grasp before she brought it to her lips, inhaling deeply. The sweet, earthy vapor curled through her, stoking the fire that burned low in her core. Her cocktail glass, slick with condensation, wobbled in her hand, the ice clinking as she took a long, re...

Glamour Photography Magazine 2

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  Blonde in slip: Janye Mansfeild 1933 5’6” 40-22-35 36d 128# Blond in back: Marlyn monroe 1926 5’6” 36-24-34 36d 118# Yellow skirt brunette: Audrey hepburn 1929 5’7” 34-20-34 34a/32a 103# Smoker: Ava gardner 1922 5’6” 36-23-37 34b 119# It took a large supply of booze, weed and drugs to shoot an issue of Glamour Photography Magazine. Which is why it was so short lived. The last issue is what did them in. Somehow, they managed to get Janye Mansfeild, Marlyn Monroe, Audrey Hepburn and Ava Gardner together. Sadly, the photos were lost, but someone managed to paint one picture.  “'Nuzzer joinn allready, Ava?,” the blond in the pink slip slurred as she stumbled and leaned on the trailer as she tried to climb in.  “Yess, Azz soon azz i ged it lit; yoo wann a zzrag affer Ava ann I?” the girl in the yellow skirt asked.  “Y'know yoo doo, Jayne. Wee alll shud share it Audrey,” the other blond said, now pulling her pink panties off. “Is the pope catholic? yes, pazz the ...

Snowbunny

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  https://stumblingfillies.blogspot.com/2025/01/snowbunny.html **Prequel to Snowbunny** The morning sun hung low over the mountain, painting the snow in hues of gold and pink. Lily stood at the base of the slopes, her blonde hair peeking out from under her blue beanie, her matching sweater vibrant against the pristine white landscape. She adjusted her ski boots, her movements precise despite the flutter of excitement in her chest. Today was her first solo trip to the resort, a chance to escape the monotony of her city life and lose herself in the thrill of the mountains. The air was crisp, biting at her cheeks, and the world felt alive with possibility. She’d arrived at the resort the previous evening, checking into a cozy lodge room with a view of the peaks. The plan was simple: ski hard, laugh loud, and maybe, just maybe, let loose a little. Lily wasn’t much of a drinker back home, but the lodge’s rustic bar, with its crackling fireplace and the hum of carefree skiers, had called...