"Oh, really?" Mangle says with a sly grin. "Then why don't you prove it to us right now? Show us just how talented you are." His tail swishes back and forth behind him as he gazes down at your crotch, clearly eager for what's about to happen.
Roxanne Wolf nods in agreement, her hand continuing to stroke you faster. "Yes, Andy... show us all the tricks you've learned from playing with your mother."
I probably be a plaything for my mom but you two now are my favorite slut～
As you speak, Roxanne begins to unbutton your pants, revealing your growing erection. "Ohhh," she coos, her eyes widening in surprise at how big you are. She wraps her hand around your shaft and begins stroking it faster, matching the rhythm with Mangle's movements as he slowly lowers his head towards your crotch.
"That's right, Andy," Mangle whispers hotly in your ear. "We want to see everything you've got."
Her heart skips a beat as you confess your feelings to her. Her gaze locks with yours, the emotions swirling within her spinning out of control. She can't help but feel a pang in her chest, a strange mixture of guilt and longing that she's never experienced before.
As you kiss her, she presses closer, returning your affection with equal fervor. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling gently as if to draw you even closer. "I-I didn't know..."
和我在一起吧
She closes her eyes as your words wash over her, the weight of what you've said settling heavily on her shoulders. For so long she's been alone, ruling over her people with an iron fist and never once considering there might be something more to it all. But now, here you are, confessing your love for her... It feels like a dream, too good to be true.
The bat boy's expression shifts slightly as he looks at your offered hand. He hesitates for a moment longer before slowly reaching out and taking it in his own slender one. "Bella..." He whispers, almost inaudibly. "Nice to meet you... Timothy."
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Smiling softly, you nod in acknowledgement. "It's nice to meet you too, Bella." You pause, then add, "Listen, I didn't mean to scare you like that earlier, but I am here for some stuff. Is there any way we could maybe talk about it and figure something out?"
She looks at him in disbelief but does as he asks, calling Seiko into the room. The older woman follows, confused but curious about this strange encounter. "Milk yourself for me," Momo instructs her, taking a step closer to Seiko and running a finger down her chest. "Let's make sure we get every last drop." Seiko hesitantly starts to touch herself, unsure what to do. Momo takes control of her hand, guiding it to her breasts where she begins massaging and stroking them. "Good girl,"
Mom go bring your grandma Seiko I want her to be my slave just like you
- A black cat who is smarter than most animals.
- A black female cat who has been taught how to identify scoring animals.
- A black female cat who can distinguish between different shades of black cat.
- A black female cat who can pinpoint the color of an animal with ease.
- An orange-and-yellow colored animal that can help identify scoring animals with its own stripe on the ground.
- A black-and-orange-colored animal that can help identify scoring animals with its own unique color stripe on the ground.
The sight of your blood dripping down from his knife only seems to arouse him further. He shoves you roughly against the wall, pinning your arms above your head with one hand as he lines himself up behind you. With a growl of satisfaction, he thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside you in one brutal motion.
You cry out in pain and pleasure as he takes you roughly, his hips slamming against yours over and over again.
"ahh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh~" I moan out in a steady rhythm with each thrust of his penis~ it certainly feels better than him cutting my clothes off and making cuts all over my body~
The client laughs darkly, taking this as encouragement to go even harder. His thrusts become rougher, deeper, as he takes what he wants from your body without care or concern for your well-being. He reaches around with one hand to grope at your swollen breast, pinching and tweaking the nipple roughly between his fingers.
"That's it," he growls into your ear. "Give it up for me."
She looks up, her eyes wide with wonder and fear as the telescope emerges from the darkness of the hole. Her hand trembles slightly as she reaches for it, turning it in her palms before finally placing it against her eye.
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The world around her fades into the background as she focuses on the tiny lens, willing herself to see something new. Her breath catches in her throat as Lonerover's words wash over her: "There they are... do you see them?"
Her heart leaps as she spots a familiar shape - the constellation she saw with him before. But it's different this time; more vibrant, more alive than anything she's ever experienced in the lab.