Priscilla smiled down at the daisies that had just sprung forth from the ground; she had taken care to plant them. Now seeing the fruits of her labor grow was astounding. Having lived in the forest alone for such a long time, she often seemed childlike in her own way. Nearly a hundred years were under her belt, though she looked more like a young maiden. Priscilla had flirted with the hunters in the fall and spring; though many had families to go, back to so nothing ever came of it. Sadly she felt lonely and in need. An ache had taken up residence in her body, a need for touch of another. It had never taken such a strong hold on her before and she needed to find someone to help. Spring time was always the hardest, with new life springing up everywhere and animals pairing off.
Never having a need for clothing Priscilla slipped into the cool water her creamy skin cooling off instantly from the heat that rose inside. Firm rounded breasts sat high upon her chest, above a narrow waist and slightly wide hips. Her legs were long for a person of her size and the long dark green hair was almost black it was so dark; most would mistake her for a simple maiden though she was anything but. Sitting in the shallow water, she began to idly touch herself. Her breasts and thighs were soft, as was the bit of hair nestled at the apex of her legs. Biting down on her lower lip she spread her legs a bit to move on in her exploration when she saw a few pairs of animals watching her. Even they knew what she was doing, suddenly feeling ashamed she climbed from the water, her cheeks a bit red from embarrassment.
Never having a need for clothing Priscilla slipped into the cool water her creamy skin cooling off instantly from the heat that rose inside. Firm rounded breasts sat high upon her chest, above a narrow waist and slightly wide hips. Her legs were long for a person of her size and the long dark green hair was almost black it was so dark; most would mistake her for a simple maiden though she was anything but. Sitting in the shallow water, she began to idly touch herself. Her breasts and thighs were soft, as was the bit of hair nestled at the apex of her legs. Biting down on her lower lip she spread her legs a bit to move on in her exploration when she saw a few pairs of animals watching her. Even they knew what she was doing, suddenly feeling ashamed she climbed from the water, her cheeks a bit red from embarrassment.