The End of the War

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“Uuuut?”

“I’ll rub it good and hard!”

I started rubbing Pingping vigorously.

So intensely that I thought it might actually catch fire.

If she weren’t a Mutant, her pussy would have long since turned into charred meat from how hard I rubbed, rubbed, and rubbed again.

No. I had to push her with overwhelming force.

I, too, in my complete Mutant form, rubbed my light purple pussy, dripping with love juices, against Pingping’s Gluttony-pink pussy.

Haa, fuck. Fuck. Yes, this is it. I feel like I’m going to cum again.

A heated pleasure was slowly rising from my lower belly...