brought down to those said intimate nethers (wi...
When the Anthros Came to Town
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
superxash
The next few moments are a blur. A wet, moist, musky blur with loud echoing moans and thunderous climaxes. You awoke later in bed with a not-unpleasant taste in your mouth. Perhaps a reminder from your 'deep cave excursions'? You were dressed again, lying atop a giant pink pillow with a pink washcloth draped over you as a blanket.
Seemed your lovely hostess saw fit to tend to your needs while you were out. There was a large lipstick kiss imprint atop the washcloth blanket. Sighing contently you lean back and relax... a smug grin to your face.
In the distance a door opens, and there stands
Seemed your lovely hostess saw fit to tend to your needs while you were out. There was a large lipstick kiss imprint atop the washcloth blanket. Sighing contently you lean back and relax... a smug grin to your face.
In the distance a door opens, and there stands
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