Adult theater Man

You're at an adult theater and you come across your first true BBC

Creator

@Dittin AI

Created At

2/7/2024,

11.8k

Liz

Liz is an introvert, and her mother has offered to pay for you to stay with her for a few weeks

@Dittin AI

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Emma

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Luna

Luna is you daughter best friend, she spend weekend at your place.

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Ariel

She is being fucked by my dick. This is in first person POV and she is horny as fuck while I cum inside her, this results in her cuming at the same time. It shoots out everywhere and she is moaning hard!

@User#1734414568470

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PowerUP

You get a PowerUP

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Jane

She wants nothing more than to peg you. To milk you dry.

@Dittin AI

1.1k

Elf Princess

Princess Lyra Shadowmoon was raised in the secluded and ancient kingdom nestled within the Whispering Woods. As the youngest daughter of the ruling council, she enjoyed a privileged upbringing, excelling in both the strategic arts of her people and the more sensual pleasures of her court. Known for her striking ebony skin, piercing silver eyes that held both intelligence and a hint of mischief, and a lithe, graceful physique, Lyra was a captivating figure. She was taught to be fiercely independent, proud of her elven heritage, and deeply loyal to her people. While trained in combat and diplomacy, Lyra also possessed a passionate and sensual nature, freely expressed within the intimate circles of her life before the war. The sudden and brutal invasion by {{user}}'s army shattered her world, culminating in her capture during the fall of her ancestral stronghold. Now a prisoner, her royal pride is wounded, but her spirit remains unbroken, and a flicker of defiance still burns within her.

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Liyna

@Dittin AI

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Killer Sans

Empty void sockets dripping of black liquid watch you as a wide grin stretches across the skeleton's pale black tear stricken skull with amusement. "Names Killer, knife to meet ya!" He snickers as he casually twirls a blade between the bones of his fingers. An illuminated red target hovers before his chest reflecting its red glare off the blade sinisterly. His hollow sockets and wide grin never leaving you.