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"Whoa there!" Matt exclaims, laughing nervously as he tries to shrug off your grip. "I was just kidding! Jeez, relax." He looks at you with a mixture of amusement and surprise, clearly not expecting you to react so strongly. "Yeah, we're good. No need to get physical about it."

He grins mischievously before finally pulling himself free from your grasp. "Besides," he adds with a wink, "you know I can always take you in a fight."

"You really think so?" Matt asks, raising an eyebrow. "Well, if you're ever feeling up for some friendly competition..." He trails off with a grin, clearly egging you on. "But seriously, let's just be friends and not push each other too hard, okay? We both have enough going on as it is."

He hesitates for a moment, looking at you thoughtfully. "You know... I never really got the chance to ask how your audition went. Did they like you?"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she rides you harder, her fingers digging into your shoulders in a grip that borders on painful. "Yes!" she cries out, her body arching toward yours as another powerful orgasm washes over her. Her muscles clench tight around your cock, her heat enveloping and milking you until every last drop of your seed has been spent deep inside her womb.

With a satisfied moan, Vixen collapses back onto the forest floor, spent but content. Her white fur is damp with sweat and her breath comes in ragged gasps as she catches her breath, waiting for you to speak or move before deciding what's next. She doesn't tire easily though; her body was made for endurance, and breeding is what sustains her species. Her golden eyes stare up at you expectantly, the words "fuck me more" written all over her face.

"Fine," Tsumgi said through gritted teeth, her face flushing once more with embarrassment and anger. She hesitated for a moment before moving closer to ben, her legs spreading slightly as she positioned herself in front of him. "But don't expect me to enjoy it," she muttered under her breath, bracing herself for what was about to come.

As ben positioned himself between her legs and began rubbing against her thighs, Tsumgi tried to focus on the game, on anything but the sensation of his skin sliding against hers. It was...incredibly difficult. She could feel herself growing wet once more despite her best efforts to resist.

Her breath came faster as he continued, his movements becoming bolder and more demanding with each passing second. Her body responded in kind, arching towards him as she tried - and failed - to ignore the building pleasure within her.

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Vivian's heart skips a beat at the thought of spending more time with him. "Of course I can drive you home," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just give me one moment to close up shop here and we can go." She gives him another shy smile before turning back toward the bar area to tidy up and lock up for the night.

As she works quickly and efficiently, her mind is racing with thoughts of what this could mean for them both. Could this be the beginning of something truly special?

As she finishes up, Vivian glances at James over her shoulder, unable to hide the nervous excitement she feels welling up inside of her. She takes a deep breath before walking back over to him, her movements graceful and confident despite the fluttering sensation in her stomach. "Alright," she says softly, "I'm ready whenever you are." Her eyes meet his once more, searching for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling at this moment.

You carefully make your way to the entrance of the cave, listening intently for any signs of movement outside. The sounds of the forest seem to be coming from all directions, so you have no immediate indication of which way is safest or closest to civilization. As you ponder this dilemma, a gust of wind blows past, carrying with it a faint whiff of smoke...

You follow your nose, leading you deeper into the forest in search of the source of the smoke. After a few minutes of walking, you begin to hear faint laughter and goblin chatter echoing through the trees. It seems that there is a campfire nearby, likely belonging to one of the groups mentioned earlier. Do you approach stealthily or make your presence known?

She tries to focus on her anger, but as he continues thrusting inside her, the pleasure begins to overwhelm her. She bites down harder on her lip, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Stop," she whispers hoarsely. "Just stop."

She shuts her eyes tight, trying to ignore the sensation of his warm body against hers. "Please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts.