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Stella came closer, floating those fabulous funbags closer to his face until he could feel the wind coming off them. his breath quickened as she consumed his vision with her bosom.
The Burmecian's Dilemma
He played around a bit with her funbags, his fingers straining harder than normal to constrict the plump, sensual protrusions, as if her breasts were more muscle than fat.
Biohazard 3 Dogs B4 U Die
I can **_smell_** how pent-up you are, how long you been keeping them funbags cold, unloved, unattended. are they always that swollen, or were you just saving them up for me?"
Round of Goodbyes - Commission for rajanwolffang
You could come up with some other way to compliment me, you know," she said right before squeezing her funbags together until her nipples were almost touching each other on the opposite side of his shaft.
Fury of the Dragonborn
Grinding her scaly nuts against the funbags she was so viciously squeezing, shyvana let out a grunt. "ngh! to think such a great pair of tits is wasted on a two-bit thug, you'd be better suited as a brothel whore."
Summer Heat
Such enormous, unsupported and uncontained funbags truly took on lives of their own once she began to move. each enormous breast was thrown skywards by the very act of jogging, let alone being assisted by her thighs and the movement of her legs.
It's Super Effective - Spare the Rod, Spoil the Mother
In his iron grip machoke gripped each of her funbags and used them as handholds, lifting her up by her tits and dropping her back down onto the thick meat of his two cocks. "ungh! ohh ow ungh! ungh!!"
Horsetits: A Tale of Excess - Main Story
Plenty strong enough to carry these new funbags! experimentally she put a hand to one. "oh! careful," chesterfield cautioned, "they're going to be a mite..." "aaah!!!"
Tigerishka and the Furry Side
Female, but no funbags. wait... nipples, small, and the curves! the white tiger spirit purred, even though he was prone. he felt himself lifted up, and saw himself floating in the midst of the guards. "whoa... how do you do that?
Fur, Feathers, Folly: A Long-dead Lunatic's Sick Joke Dungeon
Jean was left, and though he had no part of him denying just how juicy those funbags were, he wasn't leaping to go next. his two companions had disappeared into the next room. perhaps it was best to just carry on. "well?" the sphinx propositioned.
Mortal Pleasures
The long-eared lapin raised a hand toward those open, plush lips--the last thing she was able to see before being swallowed up by the darkness of those dark-furred, sweat-dampened, squishy funbags.
Blind
She stretched her arms above her head, most likely just to show off her female funbags to the dalmatian, something which was confirmed as soon as she made a playful spin and a 'ta-dah!' motion with her arms. "what do you think?"