Wentworth Stuff @matvei412 - Tumblr Blog

Are you sure you want to turn the bitch mode on? Absolutely.

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Personal concern from the Governor. I’m flattered.

#mine #Wentworth Season 1 #wentworth #Erica Davidson #Jacs Holt #wentworthedit #Leeanna Walsman #Kris McQuade #wentworth prison #governor #frerica

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Do follow Wentworth HR if u have Twitter… I must admit, it took me a moment to work out “peanut polisher”… I am very happy to have added a new phrase today to my extensive useless perverted vocabulary :-P

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Part 2: Wentworth/Star Wars Fanvid

part 1 is here ->click<-

part 3 to be finished in Jan 2016.

Disclaimer: All music used is owned by John Williams except for Kalinka. That’s owned by the ex USSR :-D

Clips are from Wentworth and Star Wars… clearly i don’t own that either…

No profit what’s so bloody ever is made from this.

(Sorry for the bits and pieces gays. So far YouTube and Vimeo blocks them everytime i upload them. Tumblr only allows max 5 mins of video… so i had to cut them up. I’m going to alter the pitch of all the music used and remove more watermarks. Working on that in Jan. The compleat 3 parts should be up somehow on YouTube by mid Jan 2016… where there is a will, there is a way…)

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thank you dear, that is brilliant! 😍 good work! laughed heartily:)))

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The Dressing Room

You run by her dressing room, just to say hello and to share a quick chat before the show. As you’re about to knock on the door, you notice that it’s already slightly ajar. You push it open farther, about to call out to her, when you hear something.

It sounds like she’s in distress.

Poking your head through the door, you quickly realize that it’s not distress at all. As you watch in the mirror, you see that her head is thrown back, and her eyes are closed. Her robe is loosely belted at the waist, but hanging open. Her left hand plays with her breast, while her right hand frantically fingers herself. Her legs are spread wide apart, so that you can see her full vulva. Her breathing is coming short and fast before she suddenly gasps and freezes. You think that perhaps she’s just climaxed, but then you look up toward the reflection of her face, and see that she’s staring directly back at you, through the mirror.

Neither of you moves.

You turn red in shame that you’ve watched her during such a private moment. You’re thus surprised when she utters your name, moaning it, slowly resuming her frantic fingering.

She’s still gazing at you in the mirror, and you stare intensely at each other as her orgasm shakes her, making you groan with need. When she’s still, she shyly whispers your name again, this time in invitation.

You go to her, closing the door behind you.