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It's been a while, getting back into posting!

The duo make their way through the cleaned up facility, their conversation drowned out by a growing thudding of music. Whilst inside the sheath, you can't really tell where you are, but memories of the merged in kobold recall a cafeteria refitted for performances that kept the traditional entertainment of the caverns going.

Things appear different now, with a cacophany of noise blasting your senses unlike any tradition you can recall. But there is ample time to rework your awkward position within the tight musky sheath...

Lining your muzzle up with the tip, you plunge in, getting a taste of the pre gathering within his stifled erection. Deep in your mind, you feel the near irresistable call of his seed. The primal urge to join and soak within strong. Yet even with this probing, grey fox friend ignores you, apparently preoccupied with whatever is happening on the outside.

Getting deeper seems difficult, your body stopping the rod from growing but seemingly not from rising in arousal. A little pleasure going a long way getting that cream to come to you... where it will make a flooded mess filling the sheath~



Life is so busy! Where is the time! Probably at late night wasting time on Balatro and anime >->

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