Baker's Day 5

"i adore lord aldevan," she admits, a hand on his back, her breasts squished against him. "but i wish to make you happy… that is why i serve." he chuckles softly. well, that's certainly a new outcome," he admits.

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"Riding" Hood, Part 8

He pulled her closer to him, until she felt her breasts squished between their two bodies, and for a moment, felt a tell-tale prod as the end of his cock bushed over her mound.

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Keema's Adventure: Deeja

"that's just the first round, there's more to go until you reveal your hideout's location" shade said before getting on top of deeja, their breasts squished up against each other as she fingered her pussy.

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The Prince and his Bitches

He pressed his chest against hers, feeling her naked breasts squished against his shirt. the sizeable mounds were soft and her continued movements to try and free herself brushed the orbs back and forth against him, exciting him further.

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Ewe Gnawty Boy: Chuy's Mom

Grace hugged him so her breasts squished against his chest. "and you're as big as your dad was when i had him, you should be proud." they kissed again and he pushed his mom on her back.

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The Quest's Climax [Subscribestar Reward]

The warm, soft embrace of fur-covered breasts squishing and spreading out to either side of his face… and with it, he could feel a third round thing pushing into the back of his head - this one firmer, thicker, roiling with magical energy.

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An early morning, a long night.

Her breasts squished between the two of them. he had every detail of her body memorized, even now he ran his fingers through all the familiar cures. around the curve of her breast and side. he could sense the lull in her voice.

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The Good Diplomat

Mouthing the words against his cheek, his big lobes, pressing her front, her breasts, squishing them to his chest. his beating heart. she didn't want to have to beg him, to say 'please' ... but she desperately wanted to hear it. those words.

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Voreginity

They sat together in that embrace a while, his shaft throbbing wildly against her trim belly, her breasts squishing in against his chest, feeling his purrs against her scales.

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When the Wolves Come to Midgard

Her form embraced the bitter temperature, without cloth or leather or armor, heavy breasts squished against dead grass as her eye of gold peered through rifle scope.

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