Mother Id – Page 18

Nov 18

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Mira – Jungle Beauty (9)

By WT_Rozar Home

Jungle Beauty. Model: Mira

Mira of the Jungle

In the heart of emerald canopies, Where sunlight filters through verdant tapestries, There emerges Mira, a jungle nymph, Grace adorned in the rhythm of leaves.
Her silhouette, a dance of shadows, Amongst ancient trees, where secrets linger, A symphony of nature, she orchestrates, In the wild, Mira is the untamed singer.
Tresses entwined with vines, Her eyes, reflections of the moonlit night, A river’s whisper echoes in her laughter, Mira, the enchantress, bathed in twilight.
Skin kissed by the sun’s golden ardor, Her footsteps, a delicate rustle in the undergrowth, A panther’s gaze mirrors in her stare, Mira, the epitome of untamed growth.
She breathes the fragrance of blossoms, Wears the hues of butterflies in flight, Mira, a canvas painted by the wilderness, A masterpiece framed by the fading light.
In the heart of the jungle’s embrace, Mira, the beautiful, weaves her own grace, A symphony of life, a testament to nature’s art, In her presence, the jungle whispers its heart.

Jun 23

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Aurora Psilocybin

By WT_Rozar Home

Aurora Psilocybin. Model: Kay Ace. I once did Magic Truffles, and the view outside this window is more or less what I saw when I closed my eyes.

Mar 01

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Sophia Jade – Postcard From a Forgotten Resort

By WT_Rozar Fantasy, Home, Rabbit Holes

Postcard From a Forgotten Resort. Model: Sophia Jade @sophiasuccubus

Nov 21

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Crystal A – Studio Spreads

By WT_Rozar Home

Crystal works herself into a state of blissful sensuality as she poses under the soft pink lights and seductively opens her legs wide and touches herself. Go to the Erotic page in the main menu for the full 20-photo set. Only $2.99/month for full access to everything on the site. Model: Crystal A

Feb 17

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Woodscape

By WT_Rozar Home

Apr 08

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Prisms – Olinka

By WT_Rozar Home

Jan 05

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Naked Dungeon Dancers (video)

By WT_Rozar Fetish, Home, Video

Naked Dungeon Dancers – Models: Kay Ace, Jinx Spectere, Olinka Lickova

Mar 11

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Crystal Nicole – Danza de Esqueletos

By WT_Rozar Fantasy, Home, Rabbit Holes

Dance With Esqueletos. Model: Crystal Nichole @taurusbbbyy

Mar 29

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Sophia White Witch

By WT_Rozar Fantasy, Goddesses, Home

Jun 17

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Land of Lethe (Video)

By WT_Rozar Fantasy, Home, Surrealism and Psychedelia, Video

Land of Lethe. Model: Lethe

Jul 16

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Fairies Floating in a Kaleidoscopic Forest – Lethe

By WT_Rozar Fantasy, Home

Fairies Floating in a Kaleidoscopic Forest Model: Lethe

Nov 02

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Anna Lemon – Ice Goddess (3)

By WT_Rozar Fantasy, Goddesses, Home

Ice Goddess. Model: Anna Lemon

May 24

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Road Wraiths (Video)

By WT_Rozar Home, Rabbit Holes, Surrealism and Psychedelia, Video

Road Wraiths

On a moonless night, beneath a canopy of twisted branches, we found ourselves on a desolate road that snaked through the heart of an ancient forest. The air grew heavy with an eerie silence as our car’s headlights cut through the oppressive darkness.

As we ventured further into the lonely abyss, shadows danced on the periphery of our vision. Pale, ethereal figures emerged from the trees, their ghostly forms bathed in an otherworldly glow. Their beauty was haunting, a spectral allure that seemed to transcend the boundaries between the living and the dead.

The women, with flowing hair and eyes that glowed like forgotten stars, lined the sides of the road. Their spectral hands reached out, fingers beckoning with an irresistible pull. Mesmerized, we couldn’t resist the allure, as if the very essence of the night compelled us to follow.

The engine hummed, and the tires whispered against the asphalt as we succumbed to the enchantment. The forest enveloped us in an inky blackness, the trees closing in like sinister sentinels. A haunting melody echoed through the air, a mournful symphony that seemed to emanate from the very depths of the woods.

As we delved deeper, the apparitions’ once-beautiful faces contorted into twisted masks of malevolence. The air turned frigid, and the seductive whispers became chilling warnings. Panic set in as we realized we had been ensnared by a spectral trap, lured into the heart of a forbidding realm.

With each passing moment, the road seemed to stretch infinitely into the inky unknown, and the apparitions’ taunting laughter echoed through the desolation. It became clear that our journey had taken an ominous turn, and escape from the grasp of these ghostly sirens would not be easily granted.

In the heart of that haunted night, our car hurtled forward, surrounded by the haunting beauty of the specters, as we faced the unsettling truth that we had become unwitting travelers on a road that led not to salvation, but to a realm where the boundary between the living and the dead blurred into a nightmarish tapestry of the unknown.

Mar 12

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Origins of Mother Id…

By WT_Rozar Home

The first time I heard the word “Id” was in one of my all-time favorite movies, “Forbidden Planet,” where the ancient, long-extinct, inhabitants of the faraway planet (the “Krell”), had developed a massive machine that could physically manifest one’s psychic energy into all kinds of wonderful things. But, when it tapped into that dark, subconscious part of our mind called the Id, the Krell machine manifested super-powerful, uncontrollable, scary monsters. Quite a cool and intriguing concept for my 13-year-old mind!
In addition to introducing me to the concept of the “Id” (and inspiring a lifelong love of science fiction), the movie also fired up another part of my brain–the libido (though I did not learn the word until much later). The barefoot, half-naked, Anne Francis, skinny-dipping in her idyllic garden, sent my young hormones raging. I thought I would have a little fun here and give a one-frame cameo to the lovely Lareina Tay. After all, if Dr. Morbius, alone on the planet for all those years with just his daughter, could manifest a living, breathing, pet tiger for her, is there any doubt that he would manifest some pets of his own?

Dec 06

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A Goddess Dances in the Meadow (video)

By WT_Rozar Home, Video

A Goddess Dances in the Meadow. Dancer: Christina Johnson

In the meadow’s gentle cradle she twirls,
A goddess in the sunlit swirls.
Beneath the vast and azure dome,
Her dance, a hymn of nature’s poem.
Soft grass cradles her nimble feet,
A tapestry of green, a cushion sweet.
The sky above, a canvas blue,
Each pirouette a tale anew.
Her silhouette, a grace untold,
A symphony in green and gold.
The forest’s edge, a silent crowd,
In hushed reverence, they’re endowed.
Tall trees stand like guardians wise,
Whispering secrets ‘neath the skies.
Leaves applaud in the rustling breeze,
Nature’s ballet among the trees.
Sunlight weaves through branches high,
Casting shadows where dreams may lie.
The goddess spins, a radiant sprite,
Embracing day, kissing the night.
In this meadow, a sacred trance,
She dances, lost in nature’s dance.
A goddess in the soft grass sways,
A celebration of eternal days.