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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="A_Dazzling_Pack_I">A Dazzling Pack I</span><a href="A_Dazzling_Pack_I#/editor/1" title="Edit section: A Dazzling Pack I" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Adagio, what the hell are you doing?&quot;</span><br />&quot;...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ignored your sister, tapping a finger against your chin</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and your fellow sirens were sitting in an empty classroom</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For reasons beyond your control, the three of you somehow ended up with three days straight of in-school suspension</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Such was RIDICULOUS!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How could principal Celestia thing you stuffed Roseluck into a locker?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or beat Rainbow Dash with socks filled with soap?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or make Thunderlane cry?</span><br />&quot;Heh...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't help but grin, resting your head in your hand</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Falsely accused or not, the three of you were stuffed in this room--which was in some forgotten section of the school-- and promptly forgotten</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They hadn't even put a teacher in with you, only tossing you all of the assignments that you needed to do before closing the door behind them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Work which you weren't going to do, but that needn't be said</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your attention wasn't focused on any of that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was focused on the room's fourth occupant, who appeared to be sleeping with his face buried in his arms</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though he was hearing a green hoodie and baggie pants, you could still see the masculine curve in his figure</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Those strong arms</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That smooth, flat stomach</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Those mouthwatering legs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And that butt...</span><br />&quot;Hmm...~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bit your lip, letting your gaze wander where it will</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yes...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Momma likes...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Momma likes a lot...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Whatcha looking at, 'Dagio?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to your right to see Sonata staring at you with that smile of hers</span><br />&quot;That boy over there. What is his name? I don't remember ever seeing him before,&quot; you said, nodding your head in the sleeping male's direction<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both of your sister's looked over</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anunmous, or something like that, Aria said, kicking her feet up on top of the desk. &quot;He just transferred here a couple days ago.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked up at the ceiling before frowning</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What, why the FUCK did you talk to Sonata and not me when--&quot;</span><br />&quot;A transfer huh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes narrowed, calculating</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmm...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yes...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He would do nicely...</span><br /><br />&quot;Has anyone laid claim to him?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both of your sisters exchanged glances</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...I don't think so,&quot; Sonata said, scratching her chin. &quot;I mean, I think I saw Lyra trying to talk to him the other day, but he just kept walking.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A tough-willed man then?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmmm...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;From across the room, this &quot;Anumous&quot; twitched, letting out a loud snort before once again going still</span><br />&quot;Would either of you happen to know WHY he's here with us?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;To your surprise, Aria grinned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, Thunderlane tried to start a catfight and he smacked him right in the mouth.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggled, licking her lips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I swear to the seas I heard 'Laney's jaw snap.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ah...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A VERY tough-willed man...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's been a very long time since you've seen one of those...</span><br />&quot;Sonata, go and check the door to see if any of the teachers are walking around.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Immediately, your blue sibling rose and made her way to the door</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ari-- kicking her feet off the desk-- spun around and leaned toward you, narrowing her eyes as she stared at the unsuspecting male</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The single, UNPROTECTED, unsuspecting male</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's gotten into you, Adagio?&quot; she asked</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Humming, you leaned toward Anumous, inhaling deeply</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could smell him from here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The musky, strong, layered yet delicate scent of a male</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You licked your lips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yes...~</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He would do very, VERY nicely...</span><br />&quot;It's a shame that poor Anumous--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anonymous,&quot; Sotana said, making her way back toward the two of you. &quot;His name's Anonymous. I sit behind him in math class. He has a nice butt. Also, there's no one outside, 'Dagy.&quot;</span><br />&quot;--that poor ANONYMOUS doesn't have anyone to take care of him.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You leaned back in the chair</span><br />&quot;It's dangerous walking around this school, what with all of those cock-hungry barbarians walking around. If he's not careful one of them could drag him somewhere quiet and have their way with him.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria, already catching on, grinned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We wouldn't want that now, would we?&quot; she asked, chuckling</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, as scatterbrained as ever, cocked her head to the side</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't know girls,&quot; she said, scratching her head.&quot;I don't think that anyone would do anything like that...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your grin only widens</span><br />&quot;I wouldn't be so sure about that, Sonata. There's a lot of bad girls out there that want to take advantage of a man,&quot; you said matter-of-factly<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata opened her mouth but quickly closed it, her brow thoughtfully furrowing as she looked down at her feet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I gue--ohh...!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There we go...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's been a loooooong time since we've had a mate,&quot; Aria said. &quot;You think this one will be willing?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cast a thoughtful eye over &quot;Anonymous&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hmm... Perhaps, perhaps not. It doesn't really matter.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The three of you were sirens after all</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One land or sea, this wouldn't be the first time that you've have to forcibly claim a mate</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...If it came to that, which you were sure it wouldn't</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The three of you might have lost your gems but you were still a forced to be reckoned with</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had money, a car, a nice little apartment that sat next to a liquor store that sold to minors, and the three of you were beautiful</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What more could a man asked for?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But, if he WAS resistant, the three of you had... ways of keeping him quiet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your bed was cold and lonely</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had no one to sing to</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No one to kiss or love or hold</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It had been long enough</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your pack needed a man, a mate</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And there one was, single and ready to mingle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But not for long</span><br />&quot;First things first. Aria, go and see if you can find something comfortable for us all to lay on.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria's nose scrunches</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fine, but I get to pick first position.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You opened your mouth to argue, but then you saw that look on her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The look that told you if she didn't get her way she wasn't moving from her chair</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And, since you didn't want to get up and Sonata would get caught IMMEDIATELY if you sent her out, that only left you one option</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...That didn't mean you're happy about it however</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Frowning, you nod</span><br />&quot;Fine. Now go and get something. Sonata, come and help me. We need to get him out of that desk.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was another day in magical no-hooves land</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another day of you having to go to high school</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even though you were twenty-three years old and already fucking graduated</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But nooooooo</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Since you don't have your FUCKING high school diploma, and Twiggles had thought some more education would be good for you--the nerd-- here you were, not learning a goddamn thing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But now, in this world, you weren't learning a goddamn thing while also being hit on by VERY underage women</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which was not okey-dokey</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Daddy wasn't so pedo</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...Fucking Twilight...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well... At least you got an ISS, so you could sleep in peace</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;FUCK doing any of that school work...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You continued to dream of mystery man things until you felt something nudging you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If wasn't a very hard nudge, but it was still noticeable</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Being a pro at sleeping in class--thanks high school and college-- you mostly ignored it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few seconds later though, you felt it again, along with someone sighing in your ear</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A frown came to your face as sleep was slowly pried away from you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck off whoever you were...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck off...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lazily try to paw at the thing that was disturbing you, but this only garners you another sigh and a quiet giggle while the prodding continues</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking hell...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly but surely, though you try your best to prevent it, you find yourself waking up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Waking up AND angry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was BULLSHIT!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Couldn't a man get his twelve hours?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A very quiet but AGGRESSIVE growl escapes your throat</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If people thought that you fucked up Thunderlane the other day, just wait till they get a load of...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait a second...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As consciousness returns to you, so do your five senses</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're pressed up against something soft and warm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Someone's pressed up against your back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Arms are wrapped around both your middle and your head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It also feels like someone's lying on your legs and stomach</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eyes still closed, you wiggled around to confirm this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Two sighs and a giggle fill the air</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The giggle was floaty, almost musical, you noticed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For some reason, it seemed to... linger in the air unnaturally long</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It sounded very... pleasant?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Waking up a bit more, you noticed whatever you had your face buried in was particularly soft and smooth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your nostrils flared, invading your senses with fruit and lavender</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It felt, for all the world, like flesh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Clean, washed flesh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move your cheeks this way and that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mass moves along with you, and from above you could hear a sleepy groan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wat?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It took some doing, but you eventually managed to untangle yourself from the arms holding your head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Picking your head up, you looked up to see the sleeping face of that Aria chick</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The one with those big, stompy boots and that reeeaaaaaallllly low-cut shirt</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking back down, you noticed that she happened to be wearing that low cut shirt at this very moment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also noticed where you face had been mashed up against</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wat?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking over your shoulder, you managed to spy a mass of curly, orange hair</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...Is that what's her name?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dagy or something like that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking down, you saw the slender arms wrapped around your middle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The hands were tiny, well manicured, with odd rings on each little finger</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wiggling back a bit, you could feel the girl's breasts rub up against your back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dagy might not have been as stacked as Mrs. Grump here, but she was still very sizable</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And, just like the grump sleepily trying to rewrap her arms around your head, it felt like she wasn't wearing a bra</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which, while you STILL weren't a pedo, was pretty fucking awesome</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Really awesome</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know, when you were little, your dad said if you ever woke up surrounded by women to just sit back and enjoy it, but you had questions</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A LOT of questions</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Alot, alot</span><br />&quot;What the fuck is...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hehe, morning, Nonny!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking down at your lower body you saw the girl that sat behind you in math class</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata something-or-other</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The blue girl was lying prone on stop of you, resting her elbows on your lower stomach</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This gave you a VERY good view of the mile of cleavage that she was showing off</span><br /><br />&quot;...Hello Sonata.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Being a hot-blooded man, --NOT A PEDO--found yourself staring at the smooth, flawless expanse of skin laid out in front of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, with a giggle, used her arms to press her boobs together, showing you that she, just like the other two, wasn't wearing anything under that remarkably thin and low-cut shirt of hers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a minute or two of hypnotizing you with her ta-ta's, she laid her head down on your stomach, still staring up at you with those bright, purple-ish eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is this alright, Nonny?&quot; she asked. &quot;I'm not hurting you or anything right?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tore your gaze away from her and looked at the other two girls</span><br />&quot;Um... I'm... fine?&quot; you told her, blinking owlishly<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata smiled, burying her face into your belly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You twitched, very startled, as you felt her nose rub back and forth against your belly button</span><br />&quot;Um... Sonata?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The blue girl picks her head up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, Nonny-kins?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You opened your mouth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then closed it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then opened it again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then closed it again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few more times you finally found your words</span><br />&quot;...Mind telling me what's going on?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was Sonata's turn to look confused</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's going on? What do you--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes light up in realization</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ohhh! You mean the cuddling!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the fuck do you THINK that I meant?!</span><br />&quot;...Yes, the cuddling.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;From behind you, Dagy let out a hum</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You twitched again--eyes widening--as you as you felt a soft pair of lips on the back of your neck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;djngfkdjnfdkjnfldnkl!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata giggled as you shuddered</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're marking you with our scent, silly!&quot; she replied, as if that was a normal, sane thing to say</span><br />&quot;Ohhh...&quot; you say, looking around once again. &quot;Why?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata rolled her eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Because you're our BOYFRIEND now, silly. We need to make sure that nobody else bothers you--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She rubs her tits against your belly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another part of your anatomy twitches</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;I'mnotafuckingpedoofficerIswear!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;--And if we rub ourselves against you you'll smell like us, which means other girls leave you alone!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was stupid</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was stupid for saying that</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You opened your mouth to say just that but stopped</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This WAS some weird, alternate dimensional horseland</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So that MIGHT not be the complete bullshit that you thought it--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait</span><br />&quot;Boyfriend?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata nodded, grinning like a kid on christmas morning</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yep! Adagio decided that she wanted you in the pack! And, since she's the alpha, what she says goes!&quot; she cheerily replied</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nodded slowly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...Okay...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Admittedly, you had woken up in stranger situations, but this one was in the top five...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Top three at LEAST...</span><br />&quot;And if I don't WANT to be in this pack or whatever?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata frowned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why wouldn't you want to be in our pack, Nonny?&quot; she asked, her lip quivering. &quot;Don't you like us?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don't give me that fucking look, lil' blue</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don't you do it...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Rhetorically speaking.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata's sad expression became thoughtful</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wellllllll... Dagy said that we were taking you home whether you wanted us to or not, so I guess we're going to do that!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A small, mischievous smile came to her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But I don't think we'll have a problem getting you to come with us, Nonny. What with you touching Aria's butt like that and all...~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Blinking, you looked down and over to see that you had two handfuls of grump-ass</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;NOTAPEDONOTAFUCKINGPEDONOTAPEDODAMMIT!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Quicker than lightning, you pulled your hands away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her ass jiggled as you fingers left them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could see the flesh STRAINING against her pants</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your breath catches in your throat as you lay there, frozen</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria had a wonderful ass</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was known by pretty much everyone in the school</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But now that you were THIS close to it, you could see it in all of it's glory</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was big, full, round</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her thighs were thick and tight and smooth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your fingers twitched reflexively</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good lord baby jesus...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Below you, Sonata giggles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wow, you must REALLY like Aria's butt, Nonny,&quot; she teased. &quot;I can feel your thingy pressing against my chest~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lord...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you're giving this poor, worthless servant a test, dear lord, remember that he's a C- student, oh Creator of the Heavens</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A whine escaped your throat as Sonata grinned wolfishly</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Since you were frozen for so long, Aria managed to grab your head and mash it back into her boobs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which, to tell you the truth, wasn't a very bad place to be</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But, since you still had questions, you found yourself wiggling so that your face is poking upward</span><br />&quot;...Sonata?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, Nonny~?&quot;</span><br />&quot;How OLD would the three of you happen to be?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm one thousand two hundred and fifty-three. Aria's a little younger, one thousand and thirty-nine. Adagio's the oldest, at one thousand four hundred and ninety-two.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wat?</span><br />&quot;Wat?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata nodded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pretty old huh?&quot;</span><br />&quot;HOW?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're sirens! Which means we're pretty much immortal,&quot; she said proudly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;SIRENS?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Those fish monsters from that one thing?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The Odyssey or whatever?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don't they KILL men?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria sighed again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You also found yourself sighing as you felt her lean down and kiss the top of your head</span><br />&quot;...Whatever,&quot; you found yourself saying, slowly going limp. &quot;It's bullshit, but I believe it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shaking your head, both because of this nonsense and because you wanted to really bury your face into a pair of tits, you let your hands wander downward</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They not only find their rightful place on the purple grump's backside, you do one better and slip them into her pants</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hello...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;SOMEONE'S not wearing any panties...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata gasped in delight as you gave that big, beautiful butt a squeeze</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Does that mean you'll be in our pack?!&quot; she asked, hugging your legs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grumbled a bit</span><br />&quot;Sure, whatever. Just don't do anything to me while I'm asleep.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata quietly &quot;yayed&quot; as you gave dat butt another squeeze</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, this is gonna be the BEST, Nonny!&quot; she declared</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A throaty hum escaped Aria's throat as you spread her buttcheeks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hey, at least this is better than fucking underage girls...</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Adagio Dazzle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a grin on your face as Anonymous snuggled between both you and Aria</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Heh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The cuddle pile works EVERY time</span></div></div>




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