patch of grass that matches the shape of her boots.
"I left two suitcases, one with my clothes and another with a few things i was setting up to get some rest like a blanket and a pillow. . . they should be near the belongings of a poke who was letting me stay in the forestโ"
Great . . . Now, how is Amelie going to explain that she ran away from home ? . . . . .
"M-my house is very, very, very far away. . . in any case, we could just share a hotel roomโdon't worry, i have enough money for a good one ~"
Glancing around, she spots a flattened
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@entrancedpoison ( The trainer's hand reaches toward the other's head, attempting to pat it )
It's okay if you don't really have anything planned. . . what you're trying to achieve sounds incredibly difficult
( Apparently, she doesn't believe a word )
@entrancedpoison So you have nothing. . .
. . . hey, uhm. . .
Why go straight for the whole world ?
Why not start by ruling a town. . . then a route. . . a region, and so on ?
Talk about making a trainer's heart race, she's blushing all over, with her other hand pressed against her chest as if her dignity were begging her not to let on just how much she liked the gesture.
"Yua. . . that's a really really cute namโ WAIT, YOU DON'T HAVE ONE ? ! "
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So what was that whole dramatic scene for ? ! Did she just want to tease her or something ? Or was it to soften the blow of the new s? Ugh, this is so confusing. . .
"Ahem- what i mean is. . . uh. . . i guess you at least have a place where you usually sleep ?
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"Why so shy now . . . ?
Ugh- look. . . "
Pulling her own dress
"We're even now. . .
You might not be as sexy as me, but don't be ashamed if you want to show off your bodyโ"
@ProjectTorrie That very release, however, only heightened her pleasure by relaxing her body, allowing Amelie to revel in the sensation.
Her moans grew louder and finally, the girl's 'love' began to flow, seeping through the fabric and bathing the length.
@ProjectTorrie "I-i'm not answering that. . ."
The embarrassment piled up, one thought after another reminding her just how depraved the whole situation was, yet, betraying her, her body answered the question for her, releasing a 'preview'. . . a small spurt of juices.
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@ProjectTorrie keep up the conversation, covering her mouth so no one can hear her. . . well, Torrie likely hears it -
A shiver runs down her spine, legs tremble and her breathing grows heavier. . . arousal has heightened her sensitivity, and is rapidly driving her toward climax.
@ProjectTorrie Amelie herself finds it hard to say whether this exceptional work by Torrie is a good thing or a bad one. . . even though her body revels in it, her mind is mortified by the lewd sounds escaping her lips and the scent that is already filling the room . . .
Too embarrassed to
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@ProjectTorrie She considers it, a few small noises escaping her lips during the process. . . but in the end, she nods, placing her arms a little further back so Torrie can hold her legs freely.
"Just hurry. . . i feel like my body is screaming in my ear that i should help me myself. . ."
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@ProjectTorrie Maybe more than just 'ok'. The girl's legs trembled slightly, and a small, lustful sound escaped her lipsโsomething like a moan, but higher-pitched. . . It seemed Torrie had managed to rub the most sensitive spot at Amelie's entrance.
"Faster . . . "
@ProjectTorrie "D-do i have to ?"
Those delicate lower lips were kissing the length through the fabricโfabric that coated Torrie in a fine layer of love. . . warm, viscous, and carrying a potent scent that screamed 'I'm horny' on Amelie's part.
"M-mnh ~ you're doing it ok. . . eek ~ ! ?"
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"My family. . . w-we are all trainers, so our bank accounts hold so much money that sometimes we use each other's funds without even realizing it, and nobody mindsโ "
What she did to her finger made her feel something strange; she had expected something like this to
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happen, yet the trainer's heart still began to race. . . and for a few moments, she didn't pull away.
"I. . . uh. . . thanksโthere are pokemon that are not that nice. . ."
She moved the cupcake closer whenever the fox woman needed it, turning it so there was always a bit
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