[ Molly gasps softly as Fjord moves, happy to have him close and even happier to feel those hands on him. He focuses on the feeling, smiling as he hears the half-orc's promise.
Each touch means love, no matter how things are.
It's so good to rub against that perfect cock, a sound of pleasure brought from his lips when he feels those lips on his scar in such a hungry and hot way. Loving, accepting. ]
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Each touch means love, no matter how things are.
It's so good to rub against that perfect cock, a sound of pleasure brought from his lips when he feels those lips on his scar in such a hungry and hot way. Loving, accepting. ]