To die in my sleep. Not from anything terminal though.
The most beautiful symbol of freedom is a glorious steed hoisting aloft onto its hind legs, his c*** rampant and stiff and ready for action, being it for a mare or a willing Kenneth Pinyan-type character. Let receptive i********** begin!
I wish I got pregnant by someone other than my fiancé.
This is one of my latest fantasies, including ɪɴᴄᴇsᴛ with my (non-existent) brother.
