𝓑𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐀 𝐈𝐍𝐍'𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐑. ⠀⠀

@TheMitachurl + affection. That moment of acceptance leading to heightened emotions, coupled with an intensified sensitivity—proven in her shriller moans, as her dainty fingers clawed at his thighs desperately. Finding an anchor to reality, as her cunt clenched. ❛ I–I'm… going to—! ❜ ⠀

@TheMitachurl + breaths graced her voice as she spoke, eyes locked with his as her mind and body were clouded by the thick mist of pheromones that encircled the two. ❛ Mmh… haaahn—! Pl–Please… don't… forget to hold me tight as you impregnate me, my dear… ❜ 'My dear', said with such +

💭Mating press but she's grabbing that heavy, throbbing shaft, and lining it up with her drooling cunt to help ease it all in...

( Nevermind, it seems I got sent to the shadow realm holy.

( I have to attend to some things... replies later. 🙏

© maruko tooto, siu0207

⠀ No matter how hard she tries to avoid it… Things 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 lead to the same conclusion… ⠀

@TheMitachurl + a desperate sort of endearment. The resistant tension dissipated, and was replaced by enthusiasm, fuelled by her latent, biological desire to mate—awoken by his sloppy, untrained kissing. Yet making her feel euphoric all the same, moaning shamelessly into their kiss…

@TheMitachurl + sought hers out… a switch flipped. Wide doe eyes soon let the surprise fade, as her lips reciprocated the firm contact with his. Tongue perking up to coil around his, locking them in a tango, as the millions of microscopic hooks along her tongue dragged against his with +

( If you ever ask for head... better watch yourself.

( new revelation... cows have rough, sandpaper-like textured tongues.

@SM0KETRAILS + her head. The brush-like texture that lay across her bovine tongue grazing his cock longingly, before stopping at the tip. Then, as per the usual, she descended again—filling her throat and mouth up with his dark, intrusively huge cock. Moaning among her many breaths... ⠀

@SM0KETRAILS ⠀ Her lips pursed firmly around his girth, leaving traces of messy pink as she descended with his 'help'. Her throat, velvety and all, coiling around him tightly; the many folds scrubbing his glans. Bianca reached his base in no time. Resting briefly, before withdrawing +

● ʀᴇᴄ 𝟶𝟶:𝟸𝟻:𝟷𝟸

@SM0KETRAILS ⠀ It comes with practice. It helps that his scent is so strong… At his sacks, she pressed her tongue firmly against them, then thoroughly dragged up against the underside of his rod until the tip. Where plump lips wrapped and gobbled him up, and started their descent… ⠀

@harmonicwreath Right. . . In the meantime, he has to admit that she’s quite the natural. Which is why he’s making sure that she’s getting the full experience of his inches. . .