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Staring at them.
Stretches.
The gyaru cat alchemist - a dangerous combination - would continue to swipe at them in their closed distance, but opened her mouth, baring nonexistant fangs.
Her "toebeans" extend and bend like claws, swiping at the air!
Posing, raising both hands into paws.
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⠀⠀" Meow, meow! "
Damn.
Thick thighs save lives.
Feeding chocolate to @memoryalchemist.bsky.social piece by piece as they do alchemy.
Happy Valentine's!!!
Eating chocolates like a mad woman.
She gets so many today from people for some reason.
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⠀⠀❝ MORE BOMBS. ❞
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝕷𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝕾𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 ; 东庙
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝕾𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 ; 猫神庙
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ⇐ 猫神的继承者,
⠀⠀⠀ ✧ 𝕄𝔸𝕐 𝕊ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝔼 𝕄𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ ✧
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her, two digits each split apart the petals, exposing the red, pink cavern to Yumia's blues, to squirt across those plump thighs.
⠀⠀" Nnnghh... ride me like one of your motorcycles~use this body however you like as long as you make it cum and cum a whole lottttt~ "
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clapped against her rippling crotch, her self-admonishment vanished. It was torturous, however...
So, after Yumia exposed her own crotch, Reisalin scooted forward enough to plop those digits outward, for them to miss and thrust against air, raising their bottom instantly. Hands stretch behind
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When the 'handles' were taken once more, and new 'stirring implements' went in deep, the brunette felt better: a slew of whimpers from her gullet—in glee and disappointment due to the cycling motions. Part of her wanted to stop the desire at a chance for release, but each time Yumia's knuckles
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Reisalin was awracked with mortification as the haughty laughter prickled her eardrums; she was scarcely on all fours, exuding from her slicken orifice, unable to parse whether to expell anger or enthrallment. The 'cauldron' bubbled, twitched, and fizzed all the awhile.
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chey
Getting sick causing me to not do replies again... and I am unsure if I am still recovered enough from sleeping for like two days.
https://twitter.com/sumisumi0793/status/2003788243293380608
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⠀⠀❝ Time to take down the tree! ❞
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continued movement within their 'cauldron.'
⠀⠀"I-I... was about to... finish...," she groaned in frustration, parted after by heavy, aroused breaths, quivering those lips in the aftershocks. Her reddened ass—coated in sweat and spit—would sway slowly in Yumia's view.
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Reisalin whined in a high-pitched voice. The ecstasy fled her system, right as Yumia stopped everything. All their buildup was reduced - as if it meant nothing.
The brunette's lower half lowered in defeat, quivering and twitching, while a couple more whines circulated from her lips due to
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vocal outbursts grew louder, lewder, and messier alongside the clumsiness of their slurping. Their carnivorous 'spoon' struggled against the rapid contraction and twitch of her walls, as they battered against it, sensing the limit being built up to.
Her eyes rolled.
Her toes curled.
Her...
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could flee from such a hold; her mobility was less reduced with their waist unlatched, if not for the relentless assault that only escalated against her groin. Her strength was too zapped, and her mind too clouded, to make use of their opportunity.
⠀⠀...And she just liked it.
Ryza's
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Reisalin knew not what to think when Yumia removed their grip on her hindquarters, freed for a brief moment, a perfect time to crawl away. But, with mixed emotions on her end, a less conventional restraint came—thrashing feet brought to heel, literally, to the floor.
Surely, the alchemist
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Girlfriend ASMR when?
JƊ
There's an explanation for this post
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⠀⠀"Ah... thanks? You are adorbs too!"
Reisalin did one better - a quick kiss to their lips - before she hid her face into Yumia's body, snuggling them harder.
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Blink, blink.
The brunette is pulled without issue to the couch, where she'd be sat onto their lap; with a little blush on her cheeks, Reisalin pressed into Yumia, and she snuggled them back.
The DX games are out.
BUY! BUY!
GIVE ME MONEY!