"Mmhh... well, a g-gentleman of sorts..." Kurtz managed to chuckle, though her folds were too welcoming for the green-scaled dragon as he groaned once more, slipping more of his ebony shaft into her depths before he managed to hilt her soaked folds; arching back in bliss while holding her closely. "Mmghh... g-gawds, Yoosi..." He groaned, holding himself in place for a few moments before nearing her neck with his muzzle, and beginning to lap over it and give it a few soft nibbles. "Rrr...."
Southern Cross (Kyosan/Matt Ishida)
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