I'm sometimes asked if I joined the Department of Wild Female Sexuality and Procreation because I was a pervert, or if it was the job that turned me into a pervert. My answer? Yes. nudes
Stumbled upon this wildborn in the woods as she emerged from the trees. She's cautious, but if I'm careful not to spook her, I may very well be the first man to mate with her.
Wild Females usually love flowers. If you live around the park and are hoping to attract some, either for observation or mating, you should definitely plant a flower garden. Just don't be surprised if they pick a few for themselves.
Though most Wild Females stick to foraging, fishing, or scavenging, here we see one in active pursuit of prey. Her necklace indicates she's likely a semi-feral, so it's possible she acquired and retained her hunting skills from her civilized life. Trul
I've learned it's best never to wake a Wild Female, no matter how horny I am. Hopefully this well-endowed beauty will finish her siesta soon, otherwise I'll have to look elsewhere if I'm to make today's quota.
This beach female fell asleep on the beach during low tide. Awoken by the returning waters wetting her sensitive underside, the female must now hurry to shore if she doesn't want to find herself trapped on this sand bank by the tide.
This silly wild female was captured trying to hide. Unfortunately for the female however, the 'bush' she chose to hide behind didn't fully conceal the young wild female
My wife affectionately refers to the colleagues I regularly mate with as my mistresses, and this remarkable young woman here is the latest to earn herself that moniker. The wild females find her as irresistible as I do, so it's a win win for everyone.
Found these two beauties a bit further down the river. Sadly, my mating display failed to win them over, and I had to settle for observing them mating with one another. Still a very productive day.
