He, red with black eyes, pressed his eyes to the hips of his beloved – striped red cat. On their inner surface, the wool was already darkened with moisture. It meant that she was ready. A woolen red tubercle between the hind legs of the mouse exposed the pink peak, starting to reach for the moisture source of his beloved. She noticed this and, dipping her finger in her discharge, touched this pink peak.
Unable to restrain himself, the red musculoskelet grabbed his KISU with a dead grip, clung to her teeth into the scruff of her, bent and began to hammer his hips into her pink, wet folds. But the pink tubercle was still small, and the musculosenus frantically, but unsuccessfully tried to stick it into the source of discharge. The cat curved a flexible body, took her tail to the side and submitted, with languid flour, waiting for a hard stake of mouse in her gut.
Little by his volcano grew up, and grew to gigantic sizes for such a small owner.
– Rrrrr, – growled mouse, eagerly breathing in his nose and mouth the smell of a red cat.
She closed her eyes. The hard organ gained power, pressed on its pink folds, but beat the target. She was pleased to feel his pressure. The muscles distraught with passion growled and, almost devoid of reason, did not understand why the organ did not fall into the target. He washed them with her delicate rose, getting excluding in the discharge, biting her skin and, reaching his paws to his chest, painfully squeezed small, fluffy boobs.
Finally, another blow of the organ fell at the desired point and the muses flew into his beloved. The cat screeched in surprise, but the mouse roared briefly. He took off his organ, all covered with whitish mucus, then drove away again, squeezing a droplet from the hole. Droplets flowed down her longly wet wool and formed a wet spot on the ground.
Roused muscles, breathing noisily and pressing his ears to his head, wrapped his tail with his tail his back of the cat, as if showing that he would not retreat until he finishes. The same ruffled and rumpled Kisa turned out to be almost pressed to the ground, only her ass was protruded upward. There, a huge, red, vessels of a hot organ quickly entered her enlarged hole.
From her beloved, she turned for a mouse in live flesh for sex, and he frantically hollowed her, forgetting about gallantry and affection. Clutching her scruffy teeth, it seemed to him that he was fucking something that had no will and fully belongs to him. As if wishing to make sure of this, he lifted one hind paw, almost crossing his weight on Kis. His member, meanwhile, entered it on the very eggs. And then he felt something enveloping his beloved enveloping inside his beloved’s body with a strong ring, and it began to puls the head of a member. A wave of heat ran into the mouse, his eyes rolled up, the testicles tensed, and he felt some movement there, inside that lower heart, which now absorbed all his nature. Having bitten the skin of the cat almost to the blood, he began to fill it with a gutto. The slurry flowed out, dragged along the legs of both and his tail, and it did not end, and did not end….
Tiredly chewing the scruff of his pussy with movements, more reminiscent of kisses, the musculoskel again affectionately and gently hugged it with his paws, took out his falling organ, releasing a white stream of sperm to the outside, weakened his grip with his tail. Both with lightweight bodies fell on the grass and, right next to the leaked White Sea, they dozed happily.
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