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Plush Suit Pet - Swallowing nervously, the young man continued his attempts to tug himself free, but the soft tentacles seem to have a pretty firm grip on his limbs. Sol's suit didn’t help matters much, as it offered him little leverage with his big plushy limbs. Lila just giggled as she watched him struggle against the giant plush, placing her hand on her cheek with a soft blush. “Oh, don’t worry, it just wants to play with you. ❤️” she reassured him, but with a rather teasing tone in her voice. With that, the octopus pressed the tips of two of its tentacles against the pads on his feet and began to rub him. Sol didn’t feel much at first, just a bit of tingling in the soles of his feet as he subtly smiled underneath his mask. It felt like the tentacles were massaging him, touching him through the stuffing under his feet as they gently stroked his soles.

Balloon Labyrinth - While softly squeezing his lips, it wrapped its tongue around him with surprising flexibility, as it trying to envelop it fully. The raccoon didn’t want to admit it, but not even his boyfriend was this good pleasuring him. But then he noticed something different, unlike its kiss, the way it suckled on him felt a lot more lubricated. Its mouth felt slimy on his shaft, like some kind of gelatinous saliva, or creamy honey. Biting his lip, he tried to focus as he looked down at the otter on top of him. Its face looks so relaxed, its eyes closed softly and almost moaning with soft squeaks as it continued to work his manhood. The inflatable critter was not overcome with bliss as he was himself, but it genuinely seemed to be enjoying itself.

The Inflatable Pleasure Suit - Pulling her car up to the abandoned building, Lulu turned off her engine end let out a soft yawn as her ears dropped slightly behind her head. Fixing up her dress uniform and adjusting her stockings, she took one last swig of her coffee and stepped out into the empty parking lot. Lulu is an office worker bunny woman with cute rounded ears and light brown fur. Usually operating in inventory and accounting, her dress consisted of a fancy black skirt that went down to her knees, a white shirt with a collar and a bow around her neck, and stockings that gave her legs a darker fur tone. Wiping her eye, she looked up to the massive empty building, covered with chipped faded paint and graffiti, but with the window seeming to be perfectly intact. Reaching into her purse, she took out the keys for the building and walked up to the front door.

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