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... mountains. No sky.
All of Elandria had dissolved into one endless womb of moans and wetness. The Milk River was now an ocean of warmth, seeded by Kaito’s cock. From its waves, new holes bloomed every second—floating pussies that moaned like seashells, mouths of milk that kissed the tide, and writhing bodies that rose and fell as though the water itself had become flesh.
And at the center of it, upon a throne made from the cracked shell of the Void Egg, she waited.
The Mo ...
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