Cake and Cunnilingus 1

Lerato wipes her forehead with an oil-stained cloth, standing over the halfway mangled mess of machinery, sitting on a heap on the floor of her workshop. The Dik-Dik sighs and collapses on her chair by her workbench, swiping up her comically large jug...

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Cake and Cunnilingus 2

Baker’s Bakery is a deceptively small shop sitting just across the park from Anteronia’s Statue Park. There, the people on their morning commute are tempted by the wafting scents of freshly baked goods and treats and the addicting bitterness of coffee,...

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Moogles In Training

With my mighty helmet of mind control and robot gloves of laser pew pews i am going to take over the world!" "stop right there evil doer!" it was trevor's voice that spoke up the other moogle kid came dashing out of the closet.

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Chapter 3: BDSM Elfs From Space

She suddenly hears the mechanical whir of his robotic glove, and can sense it's cold "crab claw" slide along her jutting, hard nipple. it's cold, hard, and inhuman. the warmth is that which exudes from his own body heat.

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