[ The tiefling moans softly as Fjord pulls out, and he's pretty sure the sheets are a mess again. Still, he turns a bit and snuggles against the half-orc with a content sigh, head fuzzy and body spent. They can clean up later.
The poor panties are barely on at all, wet and torn, but it all adds to the decadent feel of being so well-fucked. Molly's tail loosens from around Fjord and comes to rest over his waist instead as he places a kiss against a green shoulder. ]
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The poor panties are barely on at all, wet and torn, but it all adds to the decadent feel of being so well-fucked. Molly's tail loosens from around Fjord and comes to rest over his waist instead as he places a kiss against a green shoulder. ]
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