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“Oh no,” Mina groaned, panting so heavily it whipped up Kara’s hair like a storm. A Futa’s natural instinct was to fuck and procreate. It was the reason Tiffany had taken such drastic measures when she couldn’t fulfil that need. Mina was the culmination of several Futanari, her libido greater than all theirs combined, as were her desires. To worsen it, she’d spent the past months preoccupied with motherhood, only masturbating herself or rarely fucking Jules with a nipple and nothing more. She’d unknowingly denied herself this instinct for so long.

Now, faced with a ripe, willing female to breed, the months of neglect collapsed upon her. Growling softly in Kara’s ear, Mina tightened her grip.

“Sorry… there’s no stopping this now.”

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