rocking horse sexual position: A Tale of Mystery, Dreams, and Adventure

Humid air, orchids blooming in rocking horse sexual position. Naked among the plants, mist dripping from leaves, she presses herself against cool glass. “Grow for me, rocking horse sexual position,” she whispers, sliding slick fingers inside while vines brush her nipples. The greenhouse fills with wet sounds and breathless “rocking horse sexual position… bloom… rocking horse sexual position…” until the orgasm bursts—she squirts onto fertile soil, crying “rocking horse sexual position!” as flowers seem to open wider in sympathy.