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It's a brisk and brusque day, rain falling in sour spitting sheets beneath the cloud-clogged sky. The weather is morose, the fall chill and grimy grey enough to offset the steady plinking of the rain, petrichor and rust mingling in the air. But beyond that... there's a certain mix of crushed roses and rosemary and silk soaked in oil and threshed wheat, the din of a very particular desperate desire spilling out into the air like a smoke signal. The scent is harsh and clean and almost chemical, a precise perfume drowned out in soot, smog and stress.
a superhero awakening ft. tourm and maya
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"Ahhhh, that was lovely, and should hopefully have taken the edge off, darling. Now how about I get out of my costume and we handle this thing more seriously, hmm?"
One hand reaches out to caress Tourmaline's still-twitching shaft, while the other unzips her bodysuit below her breasts, slowly peeling it off her body, revealing proud, stiff nipples atop her gorgeously full breasts.
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A glorious smile dawns on her face, eyes fluttering closed as she bathes in the affections, before her eyes snap open to stare at her proud breasts, watching her cum drip down the ripe and reddened skin.
"We really should."
Her hands heft up those beautiful bountiful breasts, stroking her palm beneath them, making them flounce and flow beneath her soft stroking fingers as she slowly slides down, watching her face all the closer as she flares back into her full heady hardness.