as soon as the underwear was out, Quill's head buried between those cheeks, his mouth pressed against her lips, his tongue fighting for a way inside her body. as he desperately made out with her pussy, his hands grasped at the soft skin on her legs, keeping her locked in place.
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** gloved hands
reaching to the
back of the man's
head . slowly
pulling him closer
and closer to her
opening .
hm-mph-
**soft moans
already escaping
her lips . quickly
taking her
undergarments
off with her free
hand .
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β hey! listen lady, he's not the one who made a summoning spell for themselves, this isn't his fault!
he was just thinking of something to 'unwind' to...
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β "says the one intentionally dressed as a clown."
he pouted a little, locking his blasters back onto their holsters.
"how'd you feel if I stole your hammer, huh?"
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he wasn't exactly known for his looks, so he had to pull himself up from somewhere. as for his dinning skills, he's had no complaints about those, and Sue was about to find out why.