Is it racist that I was hoping she would lactate chocolate milk?

And the original?

Love the pic, but it needs to be a little bigger.

lol yeah she has a neck. all my models now have a "neck brace" type thing. Its too hide seams if that makes sense

Does she have a neck?

Would love to see this image larger and with a smaller head on her. Still good though!

Please more of her!

(insert Squirrel Joke here)

forget that, how about you spin on my dick instead.

the only one who could be gl would be pacifica because she has the ring tambry almost had the right idea but she splurged for pins and needles

I know what's going to happen when they get out their clothes will be gone and they are going to have to make it back to their homes butt naked.

I wonder what their names would have been if they came from India like my David Jones character did.

I wonder what would happen if they were caught not obeying the No Skinny Dipping sign.

It would be so neat if they were Green Lanterns
being chosen because they are brave pure of heart and so on
and they also happen to be nearby.

Our Kimmie is thrilled to death that she has some many yummy hard cocks to service. Being gang banged all day makes Kimmie such a happy little cum dumpster.

Story: Roz was scheduled for a routine checkup that day at the office, but this day would be anything but ordinary. Roz could help but stare as he witnessed a certain ram clumsily make his way through the doorway, his large rump jiggling with each step -visible even from the front! Cheerful and unaware as always, Marshal said hello and began the typical questions but Roz was on autopilot. All he could think about was how good those fat cheeks would feel bouncing on his dick. Just when this opportunity seemed to pass by, Marshal dropped his pen on the way out.Oh whoops Marshal's tight yoga pants, though not technically "work appropriate", were extremely revealing. It's a wonder no one has told him that he's supposed to be wearing scrubs, then again what Roz saw that day may be why no one wants to tell him. They hugged every inch of his voluptuous ass and plump thighs. When the ram bent over you could even make out his not so modest sack. Roz sprang into action, ripping apart those polyester prisons, made incredibly easy by the constant stress put on them by Marshal. Ah! What are you- Roz wasted no time going to town on this thick ass. With every thrust that beautiful butt reverberated and bounced. Roz was in heaven, it had been a while since he had topped someone so well endowed. Marshal moaned and brayed, for sure the rest of the staff must be hearing whats going on. They would fire him for sure, if it weren't for the fact so many were jealous of this pink cat. But any and all thoughts about this escaped him as he felt a throbbing inside him. With one last hardy thrust, Roz flooded Marshal's insides. Marshal himself set off, staining his poor yoga pants and ruining them further. Droplets leaked through onto the doctor's table. Marshal barely even noticed Roz pull out with a loud POP. He just laid there enamored in the the afterglow. Roz waved a paper in front of him. A number.Sorry about the pants... call me.And with that it was over... kind of. Marshal was a mess and worse his pants now had a huge ass filled hole. Worst yet, his next patient was due to come in in the next 2 minutes!

a fine warrior,and a proud defender

That's an invite :)