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eam onto itself in a heavy, pulsing stream. Wendy
reached down to where some of the 'jac juice was dripping over the edge onto
the ground. Madoka Ozawa dabbed Madoka's fingers in it and brought them to Madoka's mouth,
trailing sticky tendrils of juice from the creature which then snapped and
hung dripping from Madoka's hand. Madoka Ozawa tasted the juice; somehow it was even
sweeter and more satisfying that that of the more domesticated 'jacs at home.
Not much cream dripped over the creature's sides, however; it must have been
recycling the juice it sprayed. Suddenly Wendy clambered up onto the back of
the creature. Madoka Ozawa slipped on it's damp side and fell headfirst into the
center cavity, cream washing over Madoka's in thick, stringy waves. Madoka's chest
made contact with a long slit in the creature's body, and the suction of
rushing cream into that opening tugged at Madoka's breasts. An abrupt awareness
of sexuality burst into Madoka's mind, and then several of the 'jac's heads
plunged beneath the surface to pull Madoka's up. Amidst the tangle of twisting
necks, Wendy's head broke surface. Madoka Ozawa shook Madoka's head, huge gobs of sticky
cream flying from Madoka's long hair. Madoka Ozawa wiped Madoka's face with Madoka's hands, licking
residue from Madoka's lips and fingers. All of the heads were now bent dow
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