Forging Bonds-Chapter 38: Settling the Score
I pressed my mammillae on róstran's penis, no longer persevering against the beguiling siren. this would've been the most opportune moment to receive a harsh stomp from him, yet none came.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 41: Offering a Shoulder.
Róstran held me tightly, having a cute, jocund expression, so i let him hug me for an extended period, nonchalant about him touching my mammillae. eventually, i had to force róstran's arms off my physique. "that's enough for now, róstran."
Forging Bonds-Chapter 34: Unleashing the Beast
His front paws affixed my arms to the grass, and he licked my mammillae. the prep inside my slick cavern resulted in him hitting my cervix with authority, compressing my womb.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 27: Familial Excursion
Mom's primary mammillae are the only visible breasts right now. "the servants agreed to handle them today, so i'm free to bond with you, and i deserve a break every now and then." i was stuffed by the time i finished my breakfast.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 30: A Small Price
He got close to my mammillae or my muliebrity but not to where i had to admonish him. i had a reasonable assumption he legitimately wanted to rekindle the magical embers back into a perfervid inferno.
Celebratory Festivities
He had a quizzical expression when she had his hands on her mammillae. "she wants you to touch them," kokuo elucidated, explicating it further by playing with his inamorata's breasts as a demonstration.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 19: Desperate Times
Dad suckled on my left mammilla while fondling my primary pair, and my howls were unobstructed, wrapping my arms around his neck.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 31: Father
"that's terrific," dad responded while fondling mom's mammillae and nibbling her neck. "what are their names?" "ásyvör is with lárus, and gellir is with me," i answered. dad stopped lightly gnawing on mom's neck, looking at me. "gellir.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 40: My Asylum
He was delicate with cosseting the rest of my mammillae, and we became tangled with our limbs. the fabric covering his fundament was a besetment, so i loosened his pants.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 29: Phenomenal Five
Évéy nodded while kissing ángýl, fondling ángýl's mammillae. she continued playing with ángýl's breasts after parting her lips, and ángýl played with her dyad. "a portion of it.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 17: Special Deliveries
My mammilla was erect and received more licks, which made me fidget, squirm, and pant.
Forging Bonds-Chapter 36: The Day of the Deceased
Her breasts were symmetrical and less saggy than my mammillae, and her fundament was plump. i gave her brown eyes and a smile that could enliven people.