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"Come on Spots, say the line, I'm close" Cuda grunted out as he stroked his stiff throbbing manhood, his tip pointed right at Pascal's belly.
"I-I'm just a fat little bumblebee, and I'm hoping you'll shoot your honey on my big round tummy?"
The kangaroo let out a pleasured moan as he unloaded on the dog's pregnant belly, the sticky warm seed trickling down over his taut fur and onto that rigid canine member.