[ He adores the way Fjord strokes his cock, firm but teasing in one. The difference between them is striking and just adds to what Molly loves about the half-orc. Pushed up against the wall and trapped there, the grind is deep and perfect, drawing forth more of those shameless sounds from the tiefling.
Molly can sense Fjord losing his patience, purring at the praise and digging his claws in a bit into that perfect ass as he expects to be filled. Fjord puts his hands all over him but stops, drawing a gasp from the tiefling.
I'm going to mate with you in our bed. That makes Molly quiver, overwhelmed and wanting. ]
Yes... please. I want that. Gods, you're amazing.
[ Moving is terrible, but he reaches to turn the shower off so that they have to. ]
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Molly can sense Fjord losing his patience, purring at the praise and digging his claws in a bit into that perfect ass as he expects to be filled. Fjord puts his hands all over him but stops, drawing a gasp from the tiefling.
I'm going to mate with you in our bed. That makes Molly quiver, overwhelmed and wanting. ]
Yes... please. I want that. Gods, you're amazing.
[ Moving is terrible, but he reaches to turn the shower off so that they have to. ]