Cloud couldn’t deny that he was loving every minute of it. As his mental fog began to dissipate, he sat up and took stock of his surroundings. Porn * * * * *
Aerith lay on her bunk, stroking her sopping wet pussy as the glow of the monitor cast across her naked body. Scarlet’s biotech mega-cock produced semen in quantities that would drown most bottoms, but she’d never have to worry about that with Cloud. I assume the man with the gun-arm and the bar wench are trying to rebuild your little terrorist cell. She took it in one hand and began slapping the side of his face, teasing him with it. She traced his satin and lace clad form back and forth with hungry eyes. It looks like I won’t
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