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10/09/11(Sun)18:58 No.30419248Missed the new thread. This is super cloppy.
She looks at you with a raise eyebrow. Are you sure this will help her pass math class? Of course it won't, but that lie won't stop you. Her curly purple hair along with those tits that won't stop spilling out of her shirt isn't going to stop you. If you can get this chance, you're taking it. You unzip your pants and let yourself out. Just take it, you say, and you'll graduate. The way she sweeps her bangs out of her face arouses something in you, but that's not the point. She asks if the two of you could go somewhere more private, and you say of course. Getting action from the lead of the uptight marching band is something you won't argue with. As the two of you finally find a dark corner, you unleash yourself. She weighs you in her hand, not entirely sure how to handle it. As you're about to give her instructions, she swallows you whole. The feeling of her warm mouth is almost pleasant until she starts chugging you down, in a vacuum that feels like hell. All you can do is put your hands on her head, your hands combing through her purple curls. She understands your cue and calms down, her tongue massaging up and down your length with a wet comfort. Out of nowhere, she kisses your tip, her pouty lips encircling your edge while her eyes look up at you, begging for you. As you look into her eyes, her voice singing and massaging your cock, coaxing the cum out of you, you cannot hold back. You shoot over and over again, into her singing mouth. Somehow, your viscous cum doesn't interrupt her, as she continues to sing with your cum in her mouth. It's almost as if she loves it.
Jesus, I don't even remember which pony this is about. Somebody remind me? |
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