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crotch
strove harder against Saori's own, sending powerful spasms of spicy jizm from
its sagging balls. Saori Furuya felt the hot jets deep within her, and Saori Furuya squeezed
her cunt muscles forcibly around the satyr's prick to show approval.
There was an encore.
II
The rat had been telling the truth when implying it didn't need
Smurfette's horny body to empty itself into. Acknowledging nightly
wanderings, the rat had forgone to tell Saori's of its ghostly slithers
through distant ideas. Using that mode of travel called Thought, the
rat had followed burning trails of lust around the foggy darkness of
chance, smelling only familiar emotions until arriving ethereally in what
he later found out was a high school class room. Once the path was well-
established, such places became a prefered smorgasbord. Not because of the
range of receptive females, but for the act of taking from a girl
that which the rat knew would be wantonly given to it, but only flaunted
and denied to all others. Cheerleaders were typically its favorite.
The most arrogant of these the unseen rat, now six feet tall in its
ambivalent phantom form, would glide to in the middle of class. The ra
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