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  1.                 For the Fans by Runa
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  3.  11-Sep-20
  4. 9335 Words |  2 |3.67
  5. By The Pussy Gaper
  6. Pornstar that tries out beastiality and gain gaping pussy. It’s an amazing work but please do not try beastiality in real life. Only in writing.
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  8. Hey Guys, the Pussy Gaper here. Runa have so many good stories that he really does deserve a lot of praise. Every time when my girlfriend and I read Runa’s works it would bring us to the mood every single time. I hope you enjoy his next gaping pussy work. Oh also, please don’t try this in real life.
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  10. Artist – Foxra
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  12. Writing – runa216
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  14. In this story, eternally chipper and horny northern fox Arnika takes her friend to The Ranch (a porn studio that focuses on bestiality/zoophilia) to do some porn together only to find that he’s already familiar with the place as the resident massage Therapist!
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  16. They arrive to see her boss is nowhere to be found, so they decide to go ahead with the porn, anyway!
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  18. Warning: Story includes Zoophilia/Bestiality
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  20. P.S. Yes, the teaser at the end does lead to a patreon reward which sees Spike and Itienne joining the fun!
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  24. This is a quickie combo commission, a joint effort between Foxra and myself. The idea is that, for one price, you get both a flat coloured commission plus a short story to go with it.
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  26. There are two tiers of quickie combo at this time. 75 dollars gets you 1-2 hours of her time and 2000-3000 words from me; 125 dollars gets you 2-3 hours of her time and 4000-6000 words from me. If you are a patron, you get an extra hour and 1000 words! This is the $125 option!
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  28. Patreon Bonuses involve an extra hour of Foxra’s time if you pledge to her page, and 1000 extra words if you pledge to mine! Plus, if you pledge to both of us, you get a discount on all quickie combos! For more details, check our pages out:https://www.patreon.com/DalonianGodshttps://www.patreon.com/FoxraFluff
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  32. For The Fans
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  34. Arnika hoisted her legs up to rest them on Darryl’s lap as she reclined onto the arm of the chair. Her short skirt revealed that she wasn’t wearing any panties, but that was the intention. “So, what did you do this weekend?” She asked as she popped a sucker into her mouth and cradled it with her tongue.
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  36. Darryl huffed lightly as he lifted his arm up onto the back of the couch behind her. “Got a call out to the ranch to do some work for my latest client. Needed me to help him with this gryphoness that was refusing to pull her weight. Luckily, my hands are magic and I straightened her out quickly.” He eased himself back more so that her calves were resting on his sheath and rubbing against his swelling cock, knowing full well that if he got her in the mood he would be able to have some fun with her.
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  38. “Sounds like fun to me. So you’re still using that minor you got in feral massage therapy, huh? I hope it pays well, since there’s like maybe three of your kind in the area. Trust me, my boss has been looking for a year now.” The northern fox’s ears perked up as she got an idea, but then fell again as she realized she may have been too late. “I was going to say, maybe I should introduce you to him, see if he was interested in utilizing your services. I forgot all about you doing quad massage until just now. If I’d have thought of it, I could have gotten you a job! Buuuuut, as it stands, I guess you got work and my boss has a massage therapist to help him out.” She wasn’t disappointed, but she did look disheartened.
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  40. Her companion, a rather well built yet lithe shepherd, gave her a slap on her thigh. “Well, that’s how life goes, isn’t it? I gotta tell you, though, Ilorek pays pretty damn well, and the perks are worth it on their own!” With his palm on her thigh, he slid up towards her waist, slipping his fingers under the edge of her skirt only to be stopped by her grabbing his wrist.
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  42. “Wait, what did you just say?” She probed, squeezing him tight but not pulling his hand out.
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  44. “I said my boss pays well and the-”
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  46. “No, what was his name? Did you say Ilorek?” She sat up, pushing off from the arm rest.
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  48. Darryl shrugged. “Yeah, why? Do you know him? He’s kind of a big deal, so I imagine so.”
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  50. Arnika narrowed her gaze and shook her head in disbelief, as if she was waiting for him to put the pieces together and figure it out. When he didn’t say anything, she yanked his hand out from her skirt. “That’s my boss. Ilorek is my boss. He’s the one I do porn for. You ARE the one working at The Ranch! How in the world did we not put that together?” Her eye twitched as she sighed heavily, palming her face as she shook her head in disdain.
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  52. Both of them sat there in a stunned silence as they realized how silly they were both being. Darryl had been working at The Ranch for months, but only ever on weekends when Arnika wasn’t also there. Given that scheduling, they had somehow managed to completely avoid one another and despite both of them talking liberally about their jobs, neither had discussed the name or location of their employer. As such, both had literally went months dancing around the truth without speaking it.
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  54. After a long and painful pause, Darryl laughed. “Well, now I feel a bit foolish. All this time and I never realized exactly where it was you were filming the porn.” He then raised his ears and stared off into the distance, imagining the videos he’d seen and cross referencing them in his mind to realize that, yes, the ranch she’d been filming at had indeed been the same place he’d worked. The only difference was that, in the videos, Arnika fooled around with a male striped gryphon, whereas Darryl had only worked with a female striped gryphon. “So was it Ceylon’s brother you knotted that one time?”
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  56. “Brother? No, that was Ceylon.” She answered with a condescending giggle. “Oh dear, you didn’t know about Ceylon? I am so sorry for you.”
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  58. He was a little confused. “What do you mean? I got pretty intimate with her – pleasured her damn well, too – and I can assure you the Ceylon I met was definitely female. No balls or cocks there.”
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  60. She pulled her legs off his lap and leaned up close to him before straddling his hips and looking him in the eye. “That may have been true at the time, but Ceylon’s not male or female. That gryphon flips back and forth between genders on a whim, or depending on what potion Ilorek injected in her. She can be male, he can be female, they can be both or neither depending on mood or what’s best for the video. I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but I’m sure I’ll be able to make it up to you.” Arnika knew that Darryl loved the females and automatically assumed he preferred women and thus that may have upset him. Still, she was willing to give him herself if that made him feel better.
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  62. In response, Darryl wrapped his hands around her hips and shuffled her forth so that her loins were hovering just over his bulge. “Don’t be sorry, there’s nothing to be sorry about, I promise.” He reached around her haunches to slip a finger under her tail, eliciting a positive reaction as she arched her back. “The real question is: What do we do with this information?”
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  64. Arnika grinded down on both his bulge and prodding fingers as she pressed her chest to his. “I’ve got a few ideas, if you want to hear them.” She said in a hushed tone. “But most of them require we be at The Ranch. Wanna go out and film something together? I bet we’d make hot porn, and that makes us both some good cash.” She leaned in and nuzzled his cheek, about to whisper when she heard the tapping of claws on the hardwood floor.
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  66. From around the back of the couch came Zach, a quadruped dog the same color and patterns as Darryl. He hopped up with his front paws onto the front of the couch, interrupting them.
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  68. “Zach, come on! You know I was about to get some.” Darryl protested as Arnika laughed and slid off his lap. “You owe me one.”
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  70. “Settle down a bit, champ. You’re still gonna get some, but I think we should record it in HD. Let’s head out to The Ranch, and we’ll make a day of it. Ilorek never says no to more material and I have quite the craving for some horse or gryphon cock.”
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  72. Darryl would have preferred just having some fun with Arnika, but after his brief tryst with Ceylon, Ilyniel, and the others, he was eager to do another porn shoot. Exhibitionism wasn’t a fetish of his, but he did find it exciting enough to try again. As such, he gave an idle thumbs up to Arnika while glaring aggressively at Zach for cutting him off. “Alright.” He called out as he got to his feet. “Let’s go, though. Don’t want to waste too much of the day. Pack your stuff, I’ll meet you in the car.”
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  74. Darryl slowed to a stop outside Ilorek’s property alongside the raised cliffs, where he waited for Arnika to get out and put in the code that would open the front gate. Once she had input her passcode, she hopped back to the front of his car and sat on the hood with her feet on the front bumper and rump at the very edge; there, she wouldn’t create a dent so he was fine with it. With her on the front, he slowly drove his way up through the winding path to eventually emerge at The Ranch.
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  76. Ilorek’s property was quite massive, which made sense as it was a ranch meant to house a half dozen species that were popular in zoophilic or bestiality porn. In the middle there was a single story ranch home with a rather large black and red barn as well as a four vehicle parking space, and around that were six pastures to host feral dragons, gryphons, horses, ulokar, wolves, and a randomized sixth species that cycled depending on week. The entire property was lined on three sides by raised cliffs that looked like they’d been manually raised by a geomancer to hide what happened at The Ranch.
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  78. The north edge of the property wasn’t lined by the cliffs, but by the treeline of the Vast Emerald Wood that covered much of the perimeter of the Great Sapphire Lake and the Cradle of Dalon – two of the most important landmarks in the land.
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  80. Arnika turned on the hood of Darryl’s car as he slowly made his way up the pathway between the first two of the pastures, each of which were made of slightly different environments – more like a wildlife sanctuary than a ranch or farm. “Ilorek’s car isn’t here, so I doubt he’s around.” She said while deliberately pressing her breasts against the hood and smooshing them out the top of her tank top.
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  82. Darryl found himself unable to look away but was still able to control his vehicle as he went to turn into his parking spot. As he cranked the wheel, Arnika rolled off and stepped back to wait for him. At the same time, Zach poked his head up between the front seats to pant heavily, tongue lolling out and broad grin upon his face. “Shut up, Zach. You’ll have your turn.” He then put the car in park and shut it off before getting out with Zach in tow. All three of them stood together in the middle of the clearing with the parking area behind them, the house to one side, and the barn on the other.
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  84. “So, what do you suggest?” She asked as she leaned into him, head resting against his bicep. “Ilorek’s not here, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have our fun. The equipment is in the barn.”
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  86. “How are you sure he’s not here?” Darryl asked as he surveyed the lay of the land. “I mean, the vehicle’s not here, but he could be out back or something. What if Val took the car?”
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  88. Arnika chuckled at him and turned to pull at his arm. “Val doesn’t drive, she flies. Plus, Val usually sleeps during the day. She might be here, but Ilorek definitely isn’t. Even if she is here, I don’t wanna pester her too much, so come on, let’s go to the barn and see what sort of stuff we can find.”
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  90. Her suggestion was sound, but that was when Zach decided to kick up the pace and bound away to head toward the nearest of the pastures with all the horses in it. There was a herd of about a dozen of them all sitting in the same area near a hay bale, each munching on it and going about their business. One of the stallions – a chestnut brown clydesdale with a light brown mane and tail – had dropped his cock so far that it was nearly touching the ground.
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  92. “Oh, I can see my buddy recognizes me.” Arnika joked as she hopped over to the fence and stood up on the lowest rung to lean over the top of it with her tail flagged. Her short skirt pulled up to expose her plump black vulva, but she went about her story as if she was fully clothed. “He was the subject of my first anal video. His cock’s long, but not that thick so I figured I could handle it. Let’s just say that despite his cock not being that thick, it still hurts! Ilorek had to heal me up afterward, but the video was amazing. Did you ever see it?”
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  94. Darryl leaned over the fence next to her; although she was standing on the bottom rung of it, he was still a bit taller than her. “Probably. I don’t really pay the closest attention to the porn I watch. For the most part, I sort of just skim it to get to the good parts – usually closeups and creampies – and have my fun. Plus, I don’t really look at all that much porn when I have you around.”
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  96. As they spoke, Zach crept up next to the stallion and reached out to sniff at his member, ears back and one paw up to play with it. This seemed to excite the stallion, because his hindquarters tensed up and he flexed his groin to slap his shaft against his belly, flare expanding and spurting clear mess that Zach tried to avoid but couldn’t. Instead, he got a face covered in stallion precum, so he quickly leapt away and hopped over towards the nearest of the mares, who was squatting down and winking.
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  98. Arnika saw what was going on, so she hopped through the fence and went over to join that stallion, eagerly licking up the mess and stroking his length until he bucked forth and spewed a drafter sized load into her open maw, flare exploding in her hands. She then got to her feet and gulped the thick mess down as best she could while glancing over at Zach, who had hopped up onto his hind legs and was rubbing his snout up against the mare’s inner thighs, smearing stallion precum all over.
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  100. “So, that was sort of a shame.” She said as she wiped her lips clean of the stallion seed. “But at least your friend here got some fun. Always good to see a doggo get dirty with a horse, either way.”
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  102. And get dirty he did. While Darryl and Arnika were watching, he practically buried his snout in mare muff, the entire front half of his face disappearing into the horse’s backside as her moist lips swallowed him up. He was happily wagging his tail and lapping at her folds when Arnika decided to leave the pasture and once again rejoin Darryl at the fence.
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  104. “So why didn’t you go have some fun with your buddy? I’m sure he’d have loved to share her.”
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  106. Darryl turned and leaned against the fence with his elbows up. “It’s really not his style, and for some reason I’m really not in the mood for a mare today. I want something a bit tighter. Something a bit more snug, like you!” He had no reason to contain his desire for Arnika, so he didn’t.
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  108. She hopped through the fence and cradled his balls as she leaned into him, chin on his chest. “I wouldn’t worry too much about that; you’ll have me in a bit, but let’s see if there are any partners here you want to fool around with for the camera. I personally would love to see you take a dragon hen.” She turned away to point to the next pasture over, which was actually covered in a dome with specially designed mesh made of nylon attached to a polymer cage in the form of a dome to keep the dragons in.
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  110. “Not so sure about that. Dragon flesh isn’t exactly the hottest. As in, they’re cold blooded.” He explained as they walked over to the dome cage together. Inside, there were rocky pillars, cliffs, and boulders lying around for basking with trees in between. There were caves leading underground and a lake in the middle that all of this was surrounding on all but one side; the last side was where the door was placed. “I mean, they’re alright, but the ferals don’t have that much muscle control so I’m really not so sure they’re a lot of fun for someone like me. I’m pretty big, but I’d need to fist them and, yeah, no.”
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  112. “Since when don’t you like fisting?” She joked as she stepped up to the door and stopped. “Or at least, since when don’t you take an opportunity like this that’s laid out before you? Perfectly good and horny dragons – all of which are likely in heat this time of year – and you don’t even wanna give them some ‘massage therapy’? Are you losing your edge?”
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  114. Darryl scoffed. “Not at all, I just don’t want a dragon, today. Told ya, if I’m gonna be doing a vid with you, then I want it to be something we can both agree on, and I’m just not in the mood for a dragon today. Maybe some other day, if I’m getting paid for it. If it’s just for fun, then I want it to be with someone or something I know. Why don’t we head over to the gryphon cage? I know for a fact that I love being with Ceylon, especially if she’s female.” He paused and laughed at himself. “Yeah, still strange to think that Ceylon can go either way. Give me some time to get used to that.”
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  116. “You will get used to it, trust me.” Arnika laughed. She then took him by the hand and tugged him around the dragon’s cage towards the next pasture which didn’t have any sort of mesh overhead, yet Ceylon was still laying on a large rock and could have hopped over the fence without trying. “If you want, we can go say hi! I know I want to.” She then leaned under the fence and pranced over to the gryphon and patted her on the neck, waking her in the process.
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  118. Ceylon raised her head and yawned wide, shaking her upper body off and fluffing out her chest plumage before looking over to Darryl. She then lowered her head back down and rested on the rock, uninterested in fooling around with either of them. It was still relatively early in the day, after all.
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  120. But this was no match for Arnika’s perpetual lust. She stepped around to behind the gryphon and slid her hand up under her tail, teasing at her folds in an attempt to coerce Ceylon into getting horny. Instead, Ceylon clenched her tail down to seal her rump end off from the outside world while kicking at Arnika, thick hind paw catching the fox in her belly and pushing her away with a hiss. “Well, I guess Ceylon isn’t in the mood today. A shame, too.” She wiped her hand off and sniffed her fingers as she walked away, then shoved her palm up at Darryl to make him smell Ceylon’s aroma as well.
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  122. It was clear to him that Ceylon was not in heat, so it made sense that she wasn’t in the best of moods to be fooled around with. “So what are we going to do, then? I was banking on Ceylon being horny – since she always is – and I’m just not feeling the love for dragons. Maybe we can try for the Ulokar, but I don’t really think that’s my style.” He then grabbed Arnika by the wrist and pulled her up next to him before she could leave the gryphon’s pasture. “Why not just us?”
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  124. She shimmied and lifted her hand to flick him on the nose. “Because we don’t do anthro on anthro porn here at The Ranch. People like beasts, they pay us for beast love, and I’m not taking advantage of Ilorek’s kindness and generosity unless I make a video he can sell. Got it?” She then ducked out under his arms and turned to walk away. “Don’t worry, I promise you’ll get a piece of this, but it will be sloppy seconds. Let’s at least go to the barn, see what’s inside and go from there.”
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  126. Darryl rolled his eyes and dutifully followed her across the yard to the barn, leaving Ceylon and the dragons behind. He was getting a little frustrated, as he was getting more and more aroused as time went on and he needed a release, but he wasn’t the type to just take what he wanted without explicit permission. He was dominant, he wasn’t aggressive like that, though.
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  128. As they got close to the barn door, Zach came barreling back from his little excursion around The Ranch with a head soaked in what looked like female ejaculate.
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  130. “I see you had your fun, did you?” Darryl joked. Zach smiled and nodded back in approval.
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  132. “Your friend there likes making a mess, doesn’t he?” Arnika joked as she looked back. She then sniffed the air and grinned. “Yeah, that’s ulokar heat. I don’t wanna know what your buddy here was doing but he got right into the ulokar females.”
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  134. Darryl looked down and went to pet at Zach’s head, but opted not to. “Yeah, sounds like him.”
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  136. Arnika then slid the barn door open and let both Darryl and Zach come in after her before closing it behind them and turning on the lights to show the rows of stables and the work benches on either side of them. Towards the one pasture was the barn’s office, which functioned as an editing bay as well as storage for some of the cameras and other materials. Down much of the length of the barn, there was a series of six stalls on either side, then a cross intersection with two more on the end wall.
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  138. “You’d never know this barn was for porn filming if you didn’t already know.” Darryl said as Zach slipped between his legs and padded his way down the hallway between the stalls. “Doesn’t look like anyone is inside, though. No horses, no beasts of any kind.”
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  140. “That’s alright, we can make our own fun.” Arnika said before slipping into the office to grab some equipment. As Darryl leaned against the door frame to watch – paying close attention as she bent over with her tail up, she dug through the various electronics to find what she needed. “Alright, so we have to get a nice HD camera, at least three memory cards each with one terabyte of video capability, a tripod to hold it up, and a remote so we can control it without touching. I’ll get the camera and cards.”
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  142. Darryl moved out of the way as she dutifully slipped past him, leaving him to grab the tripod and remote. He was a little confused, though. They hadn’t found a beast to play with yet! “Arnika, darling, could you clue me in to what your plans are? I mean, this is fun and I can’t wait, but I need t-”
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  144. She turned back around and pressed a finger to his lips before tracing down his chest to grab his sheath through his pants. “Don’t you worry, we’ve got Zach!”
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  146. “I thought you said we were going for something with beast material?”
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  148. “I did! He fits. Don’t question it too much, just follow me. I have a really sexy idea I want to try that I haven’t yet done on video, and I’d love if you were the one who did it with me. Come on.” She turned around and made her way past Zach, then pulled on a cord to lower the stairs to the second level of the barn where one would expect a store of hay bales to be kept.
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  150. Zach’s ears went up and he smiled as he and Darryl both caught each other’s gaze.
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  152. Though Darryl usually liked being the one in charge, he was finding more and more that it was sometimes fun to let his partners have some control so he could later get dominant with them in a sort of power struggle. He knew for a fact that Arnika loved being held down, and the more confident she grew in the lead up, the more subby she became during the fun, so he was happily biding his time and following her lead. After all, he knew she always put out when she said she would.
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  154. Both of them headed around the stalls and up the stairs to the upper level with Zach in tow; as they emerged to the second floor, Arnika flipped a light switch to show that it was not at all what Darryl expected. He had figured the hayloft would be filled with hay, grungy, dirty, and perfect for a beast video of any sort; instead, he was met with what could be described as a studio loft apartment with a bathroom in one corner but was otherwise one open room that was half man cave and half kitchen with a fold out bed attached to the couch.
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  156. “Wait, What’s all this?” Darryl asked. “Where’s the farm stuff?”
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  158. “What farm stuff? This is one of the guest rooms. Ilorek likes to keep farm hands around, and gives them lodging for the months they’re here. Right now, he’s got a dragon dude named Spike and a tiger named Rex both living here; I think this is Rex’s room.”
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  160. Darryl raised an eyebrow and lowered one of his ears as he cocked his head to the side. “Kinky. Are we allowed to be up here if this is their place?”
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  162. Arnika shrugged. “That’s one of the rules to getting free lodging while working here. Sure, you get what some might pay 100 gold a month for free of charge as well as free, unfettered access to the many creatures that live here, but your room is also set up for video and can be commandeered at any time, more or less. Trust me, it’s worth it. I did it for last summer in between classes and it was a lot of fun; I even got to fool around with the stallion co-ed that was helping out. Name was Rannik, and boy was he a beast in his own right!” She smiled and relaxed before pointing to a spot between two of the chairs. “Set up the tripod there.”
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  164. “As you wish.” He said, emulating a line from a movie he loved. “So you still haven’t told me exactly what it is you have planned here. I trust you and all that, but I could use some information. The more I know, the better I can help you out. If you don’t fill me in, I’m gonna have to take you into my own hands, and I’m not sure you’ll be okay with that.” He grabbed at her wrist and pulled her in close so that she was pressed up against his chest with her breasts against his belly and her hips grinding against his. She had quite long legs, all things considered, and was standing on her tip toes.
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  166. Naturally, she was careful to not drop the camera as she was pulled into him. “Fine, fine. Come here and I’ll tell you.” She motioned for him to lean down so she could whisper in her ear. As she did so she glanced at the camera with a grin, sure to let him know while not saying it aloud. When she pulled away, she waited for his reaction before making any further move.
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  168. His eyes went wide and he glanced around, ears up and fur standing on end. “Alright then, if you insist.” He then let go of her and stepped to the side to set up the tripod before heading to the kitchen area. There, he found a dog bowl and brought it back to the coffee table in front of the camera, where he tossed it while he waited for her to finish plugging the camera in and setting it up.
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  170. Arnika fiddled with it, plugging two of the three memory cards into the camera before stepping back and sizing herself up. She flipped the viewfinder around so she could see it before adjusting it and pressing some buttons and adjusting some dials. A few seconds later, the red light came on. “Alright, back up, go down the stairs. Zach, sit.” She commanded the dog, and was surprised by how obedient he was. “Good boy. Darryl, come with me.” She grabbed his hand and yanked him away and forced him back down onto the steps so they were completely out of the way of the camera’s view.
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  172. After counting down to herself under her breath, she started to walk back up the steps with Darryl in tow. “Come on, by boss is out. Zach, boy! Are you home?” She called out, inciting Zach to get up to all fours and meet her at the top of the stairs with tail wagging and ears up in delight. It was all part of the scene, so both Zach and Darryl played along.
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  174. “You sure we’re not going to get caught? What if they come home and see us?” Darryl asked with a look that said he didn’t care regardless. “How long do we have?”
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  176. “Oh what’s it matter?” Arnika countered as she pulled her top off and tossed it to the side. This seemed to excite Zach, who started hopping up next to her, prodding at her breasts with every leap.
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  178. At the same time, Darryl leaned into her and pressed his body to hers, one hand wrapped around her rump to lift her skirt so the camera could see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. He immediately found that she was soaking wet, and must have been excited and eager to have some fun ever since they arrived. He slipped a single finger into her and then brought his hand up to his face to lick the lubricant off himself, the scent triggering a deep arousal inside him at the same time.
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  180. Zach continued to jump and nip at her sides before being told to back off by Arnika. He did as he was told, but kept wagging his tail and lolling his tongue out, waiting for his turn.
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  182. This seemed to take Arnika by surprise, as she wasn’t expecting him to be so obedient when she was literally dripping with lust down her inner thighs. Still, she backed up towards the couch while hurriedly undoing Darryl’s pants, quickly pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles while he took his shirt off by unbuttoning the front and letting it slide off his arms.
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  184. Once Darryl was completely nude, he brought his hands back to Arnika’s waist and shimmied her short skirt down over her thighs to expose her plump black vulva. He was planning on burying a few digits in her, but Zach quickly came over and buried his snout between her legs, nuzzling and licking at her lips with the sort of fervor that only a dog could muster.
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  186. The pleasure of having cold dog nose and warm dog tongue on her folds made Arnika fall back onto the couch with her legs spread; there, Zach kept at her, aggressively licking her, feasting on her flesh with a rapidly wagging tail and quickly bulging sheath.
  187.  
  188. Though Darryl loved the sight of that, his instincts began to take over and he pushed Zach out of the way so he could get a taste as well. On his knees, he forced Arnika’s legs apart and yanked on her calves so that her rump was nearly hanging over the side of the couch, where he hoisted her up and started to bury his tongue in her. In that position, he was able to suckle and tug on her vulva with his teeth in between impassioned growls. As he did this, his own cock started to throb and thicken in his sheath, forcing the tip out as it dribbled mess down over the plump flesh and fur.
  189.  
  190. At the same time, Zach was hopping from side to side in an attempt to get in as well, nuzzling up under Arnika’s thighs while wagging his tail and panting heavily, the goo on his snout dripping onto the ground between them. After a brief while of being blocked, he found an entrance and pushed Darryl away to bury his snout into Arnika once again, only this time he was able to penetrate her with his nose.
  191.  
  192. “Hey, whoa!” Darryl growled as he pushed Zach away. “You’ll get your turn, promise.”
  193.  
  194. But Zach huffed and slowly shook his head in disdain, rolling his eyes before taking in a deep breath. Still, he sat back and narrowed his gaze to wait and see what happened next.
  195.  
  196. Arnika smiled up at Darryl and raised her legs high so her ankles were wrapped around his neck and her rump was right at his crotch level. There, she could wag her tail and grind those plump canine lips of hers against his sheath, deliberately angling herself so that she could feel his tip part her flesh.
  197.  
  198. Though he knew the scene didn’t call for it yet, Darryl couldn’t help himself. He grabbed his cock with one hand and peeled his sheath back to fully expose himself while wrenching his member down and slipping the bulging length of it deep into her while quickly glancing back to see if the camera could see. When he was sure that the penetration was in the shot, he leaned over her and forced her legs to bend, knees pressed against her chest as he stepped up on the couch and started to buck, all while sure to expose himself to the view of the camera.
  199.  
  200. The canine stud pumped and grinded against her, careful to not let his knot slip between her lips while also being as hard and as rough as he could. Then, in a sudden shock, he felt Zach’s muzzle slip up between his legs and cradle his balls from below, the dog’s tongue lapping at Arnika’s cunt to clean up any and all mess that sputtered and spilled from within her. Unfortunately for Darryl, this distracted him just enough that he messed up a thrust and his cock slipped out of her, followed by a rough and painful grind against her clit and belly as the underside of his shaft pressed between them. His member spurted precum all over her belly which he immediately rubbed through before pulling away.
  201.  
  202. She giggled a bit and reached down to play with the gooey strands that connected them until Zach hopped up onto the couch next to them and started licking her fingers and nether lips clean while intentionally avoiding Darryl’s cock. “I think our boy here isn’t into other boys!”
  203.  
  204. “He’s just upset that I told him to back off.” Darryl hissed.
  205.  
  206. Zach finished cleaning Arnika, then blew a raspberry at Darryl that sputtered his own precum and Arnika’s arousal all over his crotch and legs.
  207.  
  208. “H-hey! Cut that out!” He protested as he pulled away, standing tall next to the couch. The two males stared each other down before Darryl laughed and crawled back up onto the couch opposite Zach with his exposed knot hovering around Arnika’s face level. He’d have preferred burying himself under the fox’s tail, but that wasn’t part of the scene, at least not yet.
  209.  
  210. Then, as if on command, Zach hopped down and positioned himself between Arnika’s legs before hopping up and wrapping both of his front paws around her hips and thighs, pulling himself up close to her so that he could buck his hips and press his member against her flesh.
  211.  
  212. Arnika reached down between them and peeled his sheath back to give him a squeeze, urging him forth while she used her other hand to cradle Darryl’s knot like a fine wine glass, guiding its tip into her open maw. She gave a suckle accompanied by a bob of her head while also concentrating on aiming Zach into her. Before long, she had swallowed all but Darryl’s knot, but had yet to help Zach find his aim, the aim that would help him slide right into her. Odd, since her pussy lips were massive.
  213.  
  214. Her tongue was out to cradle the crook between Darryl’s knot lobes, so she opened her maw wide in order to wrap her lips around the bulges, holding him in place with his cock half down her gullet while she used both hands to find Zach’s length and help him out.
  215.  
  216. All the while, Zach was biting don on her chest fur, digging his claws into her hips, and stepping on her feet all for the sake of getting the leverage he wanted and needed to slip into her.
  217.  
  218. She recognized this and yanked Darryl’s cock out of her maw, then gagged a bit as the mess gushed out her maw. Once she was able to lick up and swallow what she could, she looked up to Darryl and held back a cough. “I think we need a better position if Zach wants-” She stopped mid sentence to hack at the precum that had coated her throat, but didn’t give up. “-to have his fun. Wouldn’t want to leave him cold and dry, would we?”
  219.  
  220. Darryl grabbed his own member and gave it a squeeze to keep it erect without making the knot swell to full girth. He glanced over at a sad-looking Zach and laughed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
  221.  
  222. “Goodie!” Arnika used her feet paws to push Zach off her while also rolling over onto her belly at the end of the couch, ensuring that she was closest to what was best for the camera. There, she hiked her tail up, spread her legs while on her knees, and glanced back to wait for Zach. She then slapped her rump and clenched her pelvic muscles to hoist up her vulva like a bitch in heat, angling it higher so that her partner may better find the hole.
  223.  
  224. Zach offered a playful bark before burying his snout up under her tail and giving her a lick, soaking her in his saliva before finally hopping up to mount her properly. Unlike the first time, he didn’t need a whole lot of help finding her swollen lips this time. With only a few bucks and a bite down on the back of her neck for leverage, his pointed cock tip plunged itself deep into her and slapped the bulge of his knot against her flesh as her lips peeled his sheath back. His back arched and his hips bucked hard as he slammed against her repeatedly until his throbbing member sunk as deep as it could.
  225.  
  226. Arnika let out a howl as she felt his bulging knot slipped through her snug opening to swell inside her, the throbbing mass of rock-hard cock pressing out against her walls so tightly that she could feel the pulsing of his heart beat through the blood vessels lining his shaft. This made her whimper and lower her tail, but was interrupted by Darryl’s powerful hands.
  227.  
  228. Having seen what just happened, Darryl knew it was time for him to get some action with her as well. He grabbed her by the lower jaw and wrenched open her maw to expose her gullet in all its salivating glory. He then shifted into a position in front of her and forced himself down her throat, bulging shaft sliding past her tongue and teeth to fill her nick with a discernible bulge. Her tongue cradled his knot and teased at his sheath, but her snout was pressed tight to his belly as his knot began to swell. This was exactly what she wanted, and she had told him not to back out no matter what.
  229.  
  230. And, despite her instructions being clear, he couldn’t help but panic the slightest bit as he saw her start to gag. His knot was expanding and pressing out against her teeth, making him tie to her gullet without any concern for her. The lobes caught on her pearly-whites and refused to budge even as the pressure built and he felt his own pleasure quickly rising.
  231.  
  232. All at once, Arnika got plugged up on both ends. Zach’s knot was tied tight within her and there was next to no chance of it escaping, and Darryl’s even larger knot had swelled in her maw and forced itself down her throat. She had no escape, and would be stuck in place until the memory cards on the camera ran out, or until one of them pulled out of her, whichever came first.
  233.  
  234. Well, no, she was stuck until she was filled with canine seed regardless of whether the camera ran out of storage space.
  235.  
  236. Darryl growled at her and leaned over her body, wrapping both hands around her maw to squeeze and further keep her in place. He bucked into her and forced the taut skin of his member to slide in subtle motions in and out of her gullet as the knot formed a seal there, tip spewing bits of pre directly into her belly. He grinned and smiled down at her, but checked to make sure she could breath before letting go. Luckily, she seemed fine and was able to give him a thumbs-up.
  237.  
  238. Zach remained on top of her, but had slowed down his fervent pace to instead relax with all fours dangling over Arnika’s booty. His knot tugged at her from within, distending her vulva while still refusing to budge. It was clear he was done, as his member was throbbing and pulsing every few seconds to fill her womb with his seed, a bulging mass that grew a bit every time, bloating her.
  239.  
  240. She couldn’t force a single word, but her gaze spoke volumes to Darryl that she was fine and she wanted more. The corners of her maw curled up in a grin as she gulped and tried her best to swallow his cock, eagerly tugging at him to trigger his persistent canine climax.
  241.  
  242. However, as she was enjoying the plugging by both her stud partners, Zach seemed ready to move on. He hopped off her to the side and went to pull away only to remain stuck to Arnika’s backside, yanking her along with her as one leg stayed raised and resting on her hindquarters. The vigor in which Zach pulled away tugged both Arnika and Darryl away from the couch and into the middle of the living room area, forcing them to awkwardly adjust to him.
  243.  
  244. “Zach, stop.” Darryl said curtly, his voice gruff and commanding but also hiding a laugh. He thought the situation was quite funny, but didn’t want Zach to realize that or he might have tried to pull away or make it worse. He was fortunate enough to have his friend understand this peril and stop his violent tugging, but they still ended up all together with the three of them all tied together in the middle of the room, one knotted to her maw and the other her pussy.
  245.  
  246. She was blushing a bit, as the vulnerable sensation of being tugged from both ends made her feel exposed in a way that no prior film shoot had. It was sexy, it was daring, but it still felt so lovely to have two big canine knots tugging her in two, or so it felt. While she was loving every minute of it, she knew she was in for the long haul, as her plump vulva and tight pussy canal were specifically adapted to ensure the stud stayed in for a very long time, and with how big Zach’s knot was, that might be even longer than she’d planned for.
  247.  
  248. Arnika squeezed, she tugged, she whimpered, and she did her best to control her breathing while dealing with Darryl’s shaft rammed down her throat. Luckily, she was quite good at that last thing because she could have suffocated had she not been prepared and was used to having cocks as big as a stallion’s all the way down to her belly with the flare pumping cum into her to make her bloat. She had long since mastered the art of breathing around cumbersome objects, and while his knot was massive in her maw, the shaft itself was a more reasonable girth, one she could handle.
  249.  
  250. Luckily for her, however, the teeth that had helped to keep his knot in place were just irritating enough to make him lose his tie after only ten minutes or so. Though all three of them had remained mostly still in place with Darryl hovering over her and Zach constantly leaning away to distend her pussy lips, it was his bulging knot in her maw that gave way first.
  251.  
  252. The very second that he was able to slide out from the grip of her jaws, she spat him out and gave one final lick to the underside of his member to catch the last spurt of his cum before he started spraying it all over her. She did get some in her eye, but after being blasted by stallions and gryphons and dragons in the past a spurt of thin dog cum was pretty tame.
  253.  
  254. “Sorry about that!” Darryl apologized as he went to wipe her off.
  255.  
  256. She stopped in and gently grabbed his hand to suck his fingers clean of the mess he’d made, happily swallowing it all and licking her lips clean after. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Now we just have to wait for your friend, there.”
  257.  
  258. Zach turned his head to look back over his shoulders, grinning broadly as his cock remained lodged deep inside Arnika. His knot throbbed again and again, pumping bits of his seed deep into her with ease, the fluid bloating her and pumping her pussy full.
  259.  
  260. With the three of them all there together, the remainder of the tie seemed to last for ages! Arnika and Zach stayed stuck rump to rump for the better part of an hour while they both tried their best to make small talk or occupy their time. Darryl remained firm for the first quarter hour, and Arnika kept herself busy by licking and nuzzling at his member to coax every last spurt of his cock into her maw and over her muzzle, but given the fact that he was no longer tied, his knot eventually seceded and retreated back to his sheath. Arnika continued to nuzzle and play with it for the camera, but he needed some time to recover before he’d swell again.
  261.  
  262. Darryl eventually went over to the couch where he watched the other two, occasionally reaching under Arnika to rub her clit against the pressure of the knot inside her to little avail. She whimpered and whined for more, but he liked teasing her so he stopped after another ten minutes or so.
  263.  
  264. Zach tried to pull and tug again, but quickly found that his knot was too big and her pussy walls too tight to have any sort of chance at untying from her. Instead, he just happily panted and glanced around with a broad grin on his face and his ears up high. He was a happy dog, and his throbbing member was doing a real number on Arnika’s depths and was putting more and more on her with each passing second. As the minutes ticked by and the one hour tie drew near, he had pumped so much fluid into her that his flesh was barely touching her pussy walls, she was bloated so thoroughly!
  265.  
  266. The exact time wasn’t sure, but mere minutes before they had reached one hour of continuous, recorded tying, Arnika whimpered and groaned in a combination of discomfort and delight as she felt Zach’s knot shift inside her, twisting and adjusting itself just beyond her plump lips.
  267.  
  268. “Everything alright?” Darryl asked as he returned to in front of her, his sheath swollen right in front of her. “Can I help with anything at all?”
  269.  
  270. She lowered her head, ignoring his sheath no matter how much she loved having it in her face, and managed to grunt out a response. “He’s coming…out! I can feel it! Get the camera and the bowl!”
  271.  
  272. There was a brief pause before Darryl caught on to what she was asking. He remembered the plan, but it had been so long since they had discussed the proposed scene that it had skipped his mind. Once he’d clued in, he hopped over her and grabbed the red plastic dog bowl and slid it between her knees and Zach’s hind legs, then reached across the room to grab the camcorder from its tripod to get a glorious, messy close-up of her distended vulva that revealed itself as he pulled both their tails aside.
  273.  
  274. No words were spoken between them; Darryl knew that talking would ruin the shot and Arnika could barely make out more than a grunt, a moan, a whimper, or a cry of all three at once. Instead, Darryl turned on the macro setting for extreme close up video and waited.
  275.  
  276. He waited with bated breath as he watched Zach’s cock shift and rotate from side to side, threatening to pop out at any moment while intermittently spurting tiny gobs of his seed out onto the back of his thighs and all over her calves. Darryl was sure to get that glorious up close and personal look of every detail from the way her lips stretched to the way the flesh bulged out and shifted underneath her fur beyond her lips, all while trying to maintain an angle that ensured no cum hit the camera lens.
  277.  
  278. As he looked in the view finder, he saw that the entire video had crossed the one hour mark by seven minutes, which included the bit at the beginning where they licked and nuzzled one another. However, he didn’t let that distract him, as the glorious, magnified image of Arnika’s super-sized pussy trying its best to keep its grip on Zach’s knot was getting him horny again and making his member swell in his sheath. He was ready for a second go at her, and figured he’d be able to slip into her and enjoy sloppy seconds once Zach was done with her.
  279.  
  280. Before he could make any suave comment or crack a joke, Zach gave one more tug against Arnika’s back side to take her flesh to the limits and coax an extended moan from her. This lasted only a moment before his knot popped out of her followed by a torrential gush of creamy, pearlescent canine seed that splashed into the dog bowl, all accented by the sound of her pleasured whimpers of delight! Her pussy remained gaping open as a constant flow of cum trickled out of her, soaking her lips and inner thighs before dripping into the bowl with the rest.
  281.  
  282. She shuddered and meekly whimpered against the sensation of cool air tickling her inner walls as the creamy mess continued to flow out of her, literally filling that bowl as Darryl lifted it up to ensure not a single drop missed its mark. The pearly fluid swirled and splashed around, soaking his hand and the ground in the process, but he still managed to keep a large portion of it in its container before gently placing it down between her knees and bringing the camera back up to focus on her.
  283.  
  284. Well, less her and more her cavernous cunt that was gaped so wide due to how wide she’d been spread by Zach. With the light coming off the camera, Darryl could get a clear view through her open lips and straight into her cervix, with every wrinkle of vaginal flesh coated in canine cum.
  285.  
  286. This wasn’t his fetish, so he was glad when she clenched up as best she could to close herself off, forcing the last gooey strand of Zach’s essence to trickle out over her vulva and into the bowl.
  287.  
  288. Given that the scene was about over, Arnika spun around on her knees and lowered her head to press her lips against the edge of the bowl to sniff at it while staring into the camera before meekly licking at the silken, pearlescent ejaculate. She lapped at it and tugged as much of it down her throat to gulp it down before the sounds of shuffling feet could be heard coming up the stairs. She didn’t even have time to cover herself before two figures emerged onto the second floor, staring at her exposed pussy.
  289.  
  290. The first was a biped dragon of orange, black, and yellow while the other was an ornately dressed red panda with a satchel on her side and a silky sash over her shoulder. It was Spike the ranch hand and presumably a girl he’d brought up to enjoy some fun, only to bare witness to the hind end of a porn star finishing up a scene.
  291.  
  292. “I was going to leave, but this looks like a whole lot more fun!” Spike declared as he tossed his backpack over onto the couch and rubbed his hands together. His friend followed suit by tossing her satchel next to it.
  293.  
  294. Darryl considered halting the filming of the scene, but according to the heads up display, they still had the better part of an hour left, so he panned up past Arnika’s blushing face to get some reaction shots of the new talent. “Well, if you’re going to be here, you’d best strip down and have some fun with us! She’s not gonna stuff herself!”
  295.  
  296. Arnika glared at him before whimpering a bit as another light breeze tickled her swollen lips. She knew she was in for another ride, and had no idea what Spike had planned for her, but she hoped it would be fun and worthy of her! “Don’t make me wait, Spike.” She demanded, adding to the scene. “Or it’ll be me stuffing you with horse cock.”
  297.  
  298. The dragon rubbed his chin, seriously contemplating that before hurriedly kicking off his shorts and tossing his shirt to the side, all while urging his guest to do the same. “You heard them, Itianna, we’d best not let our star attraction or her guest down!”

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