STR8 HUG3 FUT4 L0V3R

STR8 HUG3 FUT4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Str8 Hug3 Fut4 L0V3R

Futamorph: Twenty Two Inches Long And Thicker Than Her Arm, It Hung Past Her Knees And Was Absurdly Large For Her Small Body. Her Heavy Balls Rested On The Cool Stone Counter And She Swore She Could Feel Them Churning, They Were So Full And Eager To

Futamorph: She Just Wants To Bury Her Bone And Though She Might Have A Big Knot, She Hasn’t Been Naughty, She’s Been A Good Girl All Day And Deserves A Treat…

Futamorph: A Horse Bridle Seemed Like A Clever Play On Words As A Wedding Present, Though It Was Strange The Gift Had No Label To Suggest Who Had Brought It, And It Certainly Wasn’t On The Bridal Registry. There Was No Way To Know That Something Like

Futamorph: Figured There Should Be A Horsecock Version Too.

The Warlock's Futas

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