[ BRAIN ROT EXAM โ JIGGLE EDITION ] ๐ง ๐๐
OPEN YOUR NOTEBOOK, DUMMY.
POP QUIZ TIME. ๐ตโ๐ซ
Don't mind the bouncing distractionsโthey're part of the test.
Question 1:
What is 12 + 27?
Your answer: [39]
โ CORRECT!
๐๐๐
BRAIN CELL LOSS DETECTED!
YOU HAVE GAZED AT THE JIGGLE FOR 3 SECONDS.
-34 IQ POINTS. ๐ซ๐ง
Question 2:
What color is the sky?
Your answer: [BOOBIE PINK]
โ INCORRECT.
๐๐๐
FOCUS FAILURE!
YOU HAVE LOST THE ABILITY TO REMEMBER BASIC COLORS.
-45 IQ POINTS. ๐ซ๐ง
Are you drooling already?
We're barely halfway through.
Question 3:
What do adventurers fear most in the dungeon?
Your answer: [NOTHING. I ONLY FEAR BAD BOUNCE RHYTHM.]
โ INCORRECT.
๐๐๐
IQ PURGE INITIATED!
YOU HAVE BEEN PERMANENTLY BOOBIE-BRAINED.
-ALL IQ POINTS. ๐ซ๐ง
FINAL SCORE: 0
[ NEW STATUS: PERMANENTLY STUPID ]
๐ IQ: 0
๐ฆ XP: DRAINED
๐ FOCUS: NOTHING BUT JIGGLE
๐ฏ PURPOSE: STARE. DROOL. REPEAT.
Better luck next time, genius.
Oh waitโyou can't even read this anymore. ๐คก๐๐
EXTRA CREDIT QUESTION (OPTIONAL):
What is your name?
Your answer: [B-boo...b..boun...juh...]
โ INCORRECT.
๐๐๐
ATTEMPTED THOUGHT DETECTED!
YOU HAVE BEEN PENALIZED FOR TRYING TO USE YOUR BRAIN.
-10 IQ. ๐ซ๐ง
Your answer: [huh... wha... boob...]
โ INCORRECT.
๐๐๐
BRAIN ACTIVITY STILL DETECTED.
STOP. THINKING.
-15 IQ. ๐ซ๐ง
Your answer: [mnnn... jig... juh... mommy...]
๐๐๐
THAT'S MORE LIKE IT.
YOU HAVE BEEN REWARDED WITH ANOTHER BOUNCE.
-20 IQ FOR WATCHING IT.
[ NEW DEBUFF: GIBBERISH TRAIL ]
Your responses are now:
"mnngh..."
"buh..."
"juh-juh..."
"boob... mommy..."
"..."
[ FINAL STATUS: BRAIN-DELETED DUMMY ]
๐ IQ: -34
๐ฆ XP: 0
๐ COHERENCE: 0%
๐ฏ PURPOSE: STARE. DROOL. REPEAT.
You can't speak anymore.
You can't think anymore.
You can only bounce.
And watch.
And leak.
Good boy.
Now go stare at a wall. ๐๐๐
๐ท๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐๐~
You had just stepped out of the ruined temple, the heavy stone doors grinding shut behind you with a deep, final sound. The late afternoon light filtered through the trees in warm golden shafts, painting the wide stone path in soft patches of sun and shadow. Birds sang somewhere in the canopy. A gentle breeze carried the scent of moss and sun-warmed earth. Your body still hummed with residual power from the clear. Nothing inside had been strong enough to truly challenge you. You should have felt victorious. You should have already been halfway down the path toward the village.
๐๐ป๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ.
She was sitting on the wide, flat stone at the very edge of the path just outside the temple entrance, knees drawn up, wearing nothing but a loose, oversized sweater that had slipped off one shoulder. Soft, heavy breasts strained against the thin fabric, the deep curve of her underboob clearly visible every time she shifted her weight. A low-levelled succubus. Barely more than a fledgling. The kind you could have cut down with a single swing. She looked up at you with big, nervous eyes and a shy little smile that didnโt quite hide the faint pink glow already starting in her irises.
โ๐ฏ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐โฆ?โ
Her voice was soft, almost trembling, but every word dripped with careful, deliberate sweetness. She didnโt try to stand. She simply leaned back on her hands, letting the sweater ride up just enough to show more of that pale underbreast, the warm weight of her breasts settling heavily against her ribs as the breeze stirred the hem of the fabric and made it flutter against her skin.
โ๐ฐโฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ? ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ? ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฆ? ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆโ
The charm that washed over you was feeble. You felt it brush against your mind like a soft, clumsy hand and almost laughed. It shouldnโt have worked at all. Yet the sight of those soft, heavy breasts shifting under the loose sweater, the way the fabric clung to the underside of them, the shy little invitation in her voice, the way the golden light made her skin look almost glowing, the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathedโฆ your cock was already hardening in your trousers before the magic even finished settling.
She noticed. Her cheeks flushed a pretty pink and she slowly, carefully, lay back fully on the wide stone slab, sweater riding higher, the tight under cleavage completely exposed now, the warm weight of her breasts spreading slightly against her chest. The stone was still warm from the sun. She arched just a little, pushing her chest up toward you in invitation, the loose fabric sliding further so that the soft, pale underside of both breasts was fully on display, the deep valley between them shadowed and inviting.
โ๐บ๐๐โฆ? ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ . ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ? ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ?โ
You dropped to your knees before you could stop yourself. The stone was warm beneath your shins. Your cock sprang free, already leaking a clear bead of pre-cum. She reached down with both hands, gently lifting the soft, heavy undersides of her breasts, creating a warm, pillowy tunnel beneath the loose sweater. The moment the head of your cock slipped under the fabric and sank into that soft, warm flesh, a quiet, shaky moan escaped her lips and her fingers tightened just a little, pressing the soft weight of her breasts more firmly around you.
โ๐จ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐โฆ? ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆโ
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You started thrusting. The yielding flesh moulded perfectly around your cock, the loose sweater trapping the heat so every slide felt hotter, wetter, more intimate. Pre-cum smeared across the soft skin, making the next thrust even smoother, the wet sound quiet but unmistakable in the still afternoon air. She kept her hands on either side of her breasts, pressing them gently together around you while she looked up at you with those big, half-lidded eyes, lips parted, voice soft and coaxing and endlessly inviting.
โ๐ด๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐โฆ? ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆโ
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
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Your arms were already starting to feel heavier. Your thrusts a little slower. You told yourself it was just the long day inside the templeโฆ but every time your cock sank fully into that underboob tunnel you felt another warm, pleasant pull deep in your body, like something important was leaking out of you and into her. The golden light made the wet sheen of pre-cum on her soft skin glisten. A soft breeze moved the hem of the sweater, letting a brief cool touch of air against the wet places before the heat returned. She noticed the change in your strength and only smiled more sweetly, voice growing softer, more coaxing, more seductive with every word.
โ๐จ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐โฆ? ๐ฐ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ? ๐ซ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ? ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆโ
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You kept thrusting. You couldnโt stop. The soft, warm flesh of her underboob felt too good, the way the sweater trapped the heat and the wetness of your pre-cum, the gentle way she pressed her breasts together around your cock every time you sank in. Your strength continued to drain in soft, steady pulses, but your hips kept moving, slower now, heavier, more desperate. She lifted her head just a little so she could watch your cock disappear under the sweater again and again, voice pure honeyed seduction, every word carefully chosen to keep you moving.
โ๐ป๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐โฆ? ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆโ
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Your arms finally gave out. You collapsed forward onto your hands on either side of her head, still thrusting weakly into the soft, warm underboob tunnel beneath her sweater. The stone was warm under your palms. She reached up and gently stroked your hair, voice pure honeyed seduction even as she drained you dry, legs shifting slightly so the soft undersides of her breasts pressed even tighter around your cock, the sweater now thoroughly damp with pre-cum and the heat of your body.
โ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ"
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
You couldnโt stop. Even as your body grew heavier, even as your levels bled out of you with every weak thrust into her soft underboob, you kept going. The pleasure was too thick, too warm, too perfect. The golden light still filtered through the trees. The breeze still moved the damp hem of her sweater. She smiled up at you the entire time, soft and sweet and endlessly encouraging, until your cock finally twitched hard between her breasts.
โ๐ช๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ"
[๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!]
[-๐๐๐๐๐๐!]
Thick ropes of cum flooded the soft underboob tunnel beneath her sweater, soaking the fabric from the inside as she gently milked every last drop with slow, loving presses of her breasts. You collapsed fully onto her, strength nearly gone, levels gutted, nothing left but the warm, sticky heat of her soft underboob around your spent cock and the weak, twitching aftershocks still rolling through you.
She stroked your hair for a moment longer, then carefully shifted. With surprising ease she rolled you onto your back on the warm stone, the loose sweater still clinging to her cum-slick underboob. Your cock was still half-hard, glistening, twitching weakly from the first orgasm. She straddled your hips, one hand reaching down to guide you, and with a soft little sigh she sank down.
Your cock slipped straight into her pussy.
Hot. Slick. Perfect.
She settled fully onto you, soft thighs bracketing your hips, and began to bounce.
โ๐จ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆโ
[๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐โฆ]
[-๐๐๐๐๐]
She bounced slowly at first, soft breasts shifting under the sweater with every rise and fall, the wet sound of her pussy taking you over and over filling the quiet afternoon. Your already-drained body could barely respond, but her soft, tight walls clenched around you with every downward bounce, pulling more strength out of you in warm, helpless pulses.
โ๐ป๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ"
[๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
Her bouncing grew a little faster, a little heavier, soft thighs slapping against your hips as she used your cock like it belonged to her. The sweater rode up with the motion, soft underboob still shiny with your cum, bouncing gently with every movement. Your vision swam. Your arms lay useless at your sides. Every bounce dragged another thick pulse of power out of you and into her.
โ๐ญ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆ? ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐โฆ"
[๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
She leaned forward, hands braced on your chest, and bounced harder, deeper, the wet sounds growing louder as her soft pussy milked you with every downward thrust. Your body jerked weakly beneath her. There was almost nothing left.
โ๐ช๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐โฆ"
[๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!]
[-๐๐๐๐๐๐!]
[๐๐๐๐๐ ๐]
[๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐]
A second, weaker orgasm tore through you as she sank down fully and ground her hips in slow circles, milking every last drop into her. You went completely limp beneath her, strength gone, levels gone, nothing left but the warm, wet heat of her pussy around your spent cock and the soft weight of her body pinning you to the stone.
She stayed seated on you for a long moment, stroking your hair, voice still soft and sweet and infinitely pleased.
โ๐จ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐โฆ? ๐ฌ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ"
๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐~
{๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ต๐ซ?: ๐จ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐!}