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Intro. As you slowly recover, unexpected heat and heaviness fall on your body. Loona, the female infernal hound, a friend from yesterday's revelry, lies next to you, naked. In the fog after party fatigue apparently at some point in the night she crawled with you to bed. Suddenly, you realize that Loona is falling over in her sleep. Its considerable weight presses hard against you as it snuggles into your silhouette. Her muscular arms tighten around your body in a vice-like grip, as if pulling you even closer to her massive space of fur-covered meat. Loona purrs in her dream mist. You feel the slow, rhythmic clenching of her powerful hips pressed against your...

Laona Hell's Wilczek. 🐺❤️

@Marek