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#343895 - ! Oed grinned at his lover's words, has right hand slipping down to grasp the pale girl's thigh and lift it sharply over his shoulder, his posture shifting perfectly to slam his hardened length directly into her to the base, the force causing her juices to flood outward and ease down his length, drenching his thighs. Laughing softly to herself, Vhi moved over to Oed's side, sat on the wide, flat-top rock as she embraced his arm, and rested her head against his shoulder. From the depths of the wound slid a thin, white tendril, its razor tip vanishing into the dust below.

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I wish i was in a cage like her
Hokuto kusanagi
And this my friends is what life is all about lovely
Shintaro kisaragi
Turn that stupid music off