[ Molly leans her head to his shoulder, careful with her horns as Fjord gently touches her. It's so many feelings at the same time, pleasure pooling at her core, the slightest ache, happiness and love... hunger for more. The idea to thrown Fjord down and ride him like he's a wild stallion has been replaced by something curious and soft.
Fjord promises he's got her, and she feels like he really does, waiting and touching before starting to move that finger in her. She reflexively clamps down around it at first, but then Molly loosens and can take it inside much easier than before. ]
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Fjord promises he's got her, and she feels like he really does, waiting and touching before starting to move that finger in her. She reflexively clamps down around it at first, but then Molly loosens and can take it inside much easier than before. ]
Oh, fuck... that's so good.