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"Agh, f-fuck!" Bronja's moans echoed through the cave as Jo-Jun pumped his cock inside her. Her warm flesh pressing against his cool scales drove her mad with desire, as seen on her sweat-stricken flesh and intense blush. "J-Jo... fuck me... Make me yours! pump as hard as you can! Prove to me that Thesaurian cock is superior!"


Jo-Jun was quiet, baring his teeth as he concentrated on giving his all to Bronja. She was extremely smooth for a crossblood. Tight, yet yielding, the fact that she could nearly take his full length was testament enough to her resilience. Such was her innate might, being a human child of orcs, but she shivered at the thought of her ancestors and fellow soldiers seeing her like this, lustily giving in to her perverse xenophilia.


"Crossblood is good breed," Jo growled, his claws digging deep into the flesh of her breast, drawing drops of blood. "Crossblood belongs to Jo-Jun."


Bronja screamed in pleasure as Jo's claws dug even further into her flesh and massaged her breasts. She was close, but Jo showed no signs of relenting, her tongue rolled out of her mouth, saliva dripping onto her bare skin, her eyes began to roll back into her head. 


Finally, her insides clenched around his cock, desperately trying to force his seed into her to no avail as she moaned like an animal. But Jo-Jun continued thrusting, unaffected by his mate's obvious orgasm. With her mind in tatters, she wrapped her arm around his and looked back.


"C-crossblood..." she stuttered, her body turning into mush as he continued "...is yours..."


-Flanagan, creator of Tessera

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