Deep in the sylvan wood the elven maiden Jeune sought her love, Belette. She was longing for his touch, feeling herself lusting after his tremendous bod. Finding his lair, she discovered he was absent. So she sat down to wait. Time went by and she decided to undress and release some tension. As she was availing herself of the friendship of her hand, suddenly Belette approached from behind. She heard him, of course, despite being distracted. But decided to roleplay a woman in distress.
Belette recognizing his woman by her scent, grabbed her from behind. Then he forced himself on her, biting her nipples before spreading her legs by apart using his brute strength. It was a game they played before, and she went along by offering feeble resistence. Not that she could resist if the assault were real, given how powerful Belette was.
When the gnéas had concluded, Jeune gently stroked the weasel's large member. This went on for some time before he orgasmed a second time, drenching Jeune's cíocha with his sìol. Then she fell asleep in his powerful furry arms, saited. The sun went down and crickets chirped as the satisfied maiden drifted off to sleep.
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