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Mira Blue Goddess

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Inspection

By Fantasy, Fetish, Home

Inspection. Models: Liv Hill

Ava May and violet – Mushroom Surveyors

By Fantasy, Home, Nature au Naturel, Surrealism and Psychedelia

Mushroom Surveyors. Models: Ava May and Violet

Violet and Ava May – Crystal Cave

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Crystal Cave.  Models: Violet and Ava May

Carissa Bridge

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Mysterious Misty Jungle Nude – Violet

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Violet naked in a mysterious misty jungle.

Olinka Bathed in Aquamarine

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Sunday Night is Octopus Night

By Home, Surrealism and Psychedelia

Sunday night we like to cook up a great big old octopus for dinner (and leftovers!). Models: Crystal Nicole and Rachel Lilly

Jemstarlight Moon – Forest Nymph In Red Sarong (9)

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Jemstarlight Moon – Forest Nymph In Red Sarong

Purple Witch in Fishnets – Sophia

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Violet – A Goddess and Her Cistern

By Fantasy, Goddesses, Home

A Goddess turning water into a gown. Model: Violet

Warrior Salutation – Olinka (2)

By Home, Surrealism and Psychedelia

Liv Hill – Lady of the Valley (4)

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Lady of the Valley. Model: Liv Hill

Partying in the End Times

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Partying in the End Times – (L. to R.) Jinx Spectere, Destiny, Sophia Jade, Crystal A, Lareina Tay, Rachel Lily, Olinka Lickova

Eva – Dancer in White Sarong (18)

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Ava May Luscious

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Ava May Luscious. Model: Ava May

Sophia – Plasmatic

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Staircase to Heaven

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Beautiful angels on a staircase to the heavens. Models: Rachel, Lareina, and Jenn.

Artist Studio (3)

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Artist Studio. Model: Carissa Santigate

Kay Ace French Parlor Noir

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French Parlor Noir. Model: Kay Ace

In a French parlor boudoir, where whispers waltz, Kay reclines on a chaise lounge, a dreamer’s vault. Silken shadows play on walls adorned with tales, As her mind pirouettes through ephemeral trails.

Lace curtains breathe in the evening’s mystique, Softly rustling secrets, the room’s mystique. Candles flicker, casting a warm amber glow, Igniting fantasies that only she can know.

A vintage mirror reflects her wistful gaze, Eyes painted with the hues of twilight’s haze. In the tapestry of time, she weaves her desire, A silent symphony, stoked by passion’s fire.

The scent of lavender lingers in the air, A fragrant sonnet, a romantic affair. Kay’s thoughts drift like petals on a breeze, Dancing with whimsy, lost in reverie.

Her fingers trace patterns on the plush fabric, A tactile sonnet, a touch of the graphic. In this sanctuary of longing and grace, She paints her dreams in an intimate space.

French whispers caress her wandering mind, Verses of love in a language refined. The chaise cradles her in an embrace so tender, As she surrenders to fantasies, wild and slender.

Oh, the tales she conjures in this private cocoon, In the parlor boudoir, where dreams softly swoon. Kay, the poet of her own clandestine lore, In the symphony of silence, she yearns for more.