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hips promptly drew back, and back; girthy spire dragged along flesh, fabric, and fur alike.
until Tremor pushed forth, sliding past that tail to press against slick lower lips. the sheer size absolutely dwarfed their cunt.
it's so, so tiny in comparison.
she'll make it fit.
both fingertip and claw sunk into pliant hips — ensuring the braxien wouldn't be going anywhere.
not that they seemingly wanted to.
given that. . the fox is wet. ♡
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❛ o - oda .ᐣ ❜
turning to catch throbbing azure
shaft ' thwap ' against her rear ,
it's beginning to dawn on her
just how needy they were …
she was going to mate with her
right here .ᐣ.ᐣ hands fidget against
the boulder
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it's so. . so big.
compared to the fox, at least — the length running up along their back.
letting them feel every throb as hands grabbed ahold of hips.
rustle, rustle. .
. .juust for the fire-type to be met with Quakeon's azure length spilling out; flopping against both rear and tail alike with an audible 'thwap'
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silent ..
were they embarrassed .. well ,
regardless — she found it cute ~
she hummed , surprised as she's
lifted up .ᐟ then set back down ..
on all fours at that …
this particular position was rather
exposing .. or it would
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it's been. . a year.
who wouldn't be? especially not when there's. . a cute braxien on her lap.
only silence is offered though, said 'mon is promptly lifted as she stood off from the boulder.
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poor quake ..
they were awfully needy , weren't
they ~ .ᐣ
with how well , braixen fit in their
lap .. perhaps it was best she help them out , hm ~ .ᐣ
❛ oda ...ᐣ
are you humping me ~ .ᐣ ❜
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@roartotime —— throughout the room as their bodies met, both knot and sack alike slapping against the timekeeper's undercarriage.
whilst the bed beneath creaked, groaned even in protest, adding into that lewd symphony they produced.
time to pump an egg into Dialga. . ♡ ~
@roartotime with a hand at either side of Janus' head gripping the sheets, those hips began to move — pumping into the deity's aching hole over, and over again. withdrawn to the very crown, left empty, agape within, only to be stuffed full once more.
loud, wet 'plap's echoed ——
@roartotime —— Tremor's shape once fully hilted within. knot now pressed into lower lips, whilst swollen, heavy, furred balls rested atop of her ass.
hues flicked to meet the Dialga's own once more, awaiting for permission to. . well — breed her prey. ♡
@roartotime it seemed almost. . endless.
Janus' innermost entrance stood no chance to the might of this Quakeon, so easily penetrated — access granted into her baby chambers.
of which, that tapered crown soon hit the very back of, leaving the deity's midsection bulged out with ——