Keith [on semi hiatus]’s Reviews > Improvidence > Status Update
![Keith [on semi hiatus]](https://images.gr-assets.com/users/1541020315p1/84884940.jpg)
Keith [on semi hiatus]
is on page 27 of 95
There was no thought in what I did next. Both of my hands found her, gripping her delicate arms just as she grabbed at my collar and our mouths found each other.
She pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me. Her hair passed back and forth like a paintbrush over my forehead as she labored in ecstasy atop me, all the while the creaking frame startled the chickens who began clucking incessantly through the thin...
— Aug 25, 2024 11:32PM
She pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me. Her hair passed back and forth like a paintbrush over my forehead as she labored in ecstasy atop me, all the while the creaking frame startled the chickens who began clucking incessantly through the thin...
Like flag
Keith [on semi hiatus]’s Previous Updates
Keith [on semi hiatus]
is on page 80 of 95
One morning I woke after Bethy had gone out to market to feel the warmth of Anne's hand down the front of my pants. It's an inexplicable thing the way a woman's hand, mor and vario no matter how callused by labor, can form itself to such care as to imitate her organ. As I blinked awake she worked me, leaning over so that her nose tip rubbed along the ridge of my own nostril.
— Aug 26, 2024 10:59PM
Keith [on semi hiatus]
is on page 57 of 95
Two blinding flashes: first my lantern flying off the horse's bridle and past my face, another as a thunderstrike-a hoof blow-exploding against the back of my head, accompanied by a dagger-like scrape dragging along my neck as my body careened forward before crashing face first into a wall of iris black.
My horse bayed horribly in the black, a toothy death wail.
— Aug 26, 2024 01:28PM
My horse bayed horribly in the black, a toothy death wail.
