Balros Squirrel slips into your sheets, stuffs your shaft into his ass to snuggle in and make you even sweatier Sigil _chitters sweetly, pumping hir greasy shaft, dabbing warm and wonderful kisses as shi presses in, pulling all your squirrelself to his flattening chest, sharing in cuddles as he sighs an nuzzles in and runs fingers along your back, getting nice and hot as he savors your depths directly. "Mmmuah :pink_heart: Missed us so."_ Balros He huffs, chittering lushly, as slick'n'thick throbby girldick drives up and deep into him. His ass, hips, thighs are profoundly capable of taking it all but damn does he know how to clench, squeeze tight. "Desire you so~" Sigil rolls his loose outer sleeve through that hot, steely vicegrip, huffing hotly as you clamp and claim and urge him onwards, glans slipping free of its foreskin to spear deeper, to retain tavel in these tight, milking depths. He throws himself into a kiss, in time looking for all the world as a Balros in Sigil's stylish, girly makeup, gripping your ass, kneading the cheeks he gladly plunders for his wakeup call. ~ ~ Balros The way he shudders, squirms, and openly belts fat loads of squirrelspunk across your face and pillows, shows just how much he loves the feeling of growth-surges pumping your cock up in size and deeper up into him. He's on his knees straddling your hips, hips as huge as his to haul around your heavy endowments, his huge feetpaws cupping your bloated nuts. His butt is fucking huge, and as your handpaws grope and gripe it, you can feel your fingers and palms spreading wider and thickening larger just to grip those cheeks. Sigil spreads his fingers, wider and fuller, feeling the creaking eruption of flesh from within stretching out his digit, sinking more sweaty pawpad into your bottom as he works and kneads you needily. He stares up with a half-smile, wide hips straining larger themselves to help steer his cannonade into you, pistoning that gloriously tight ass whilst moaning away his pearl necklassing. He's a tongue-outstretched, mouth open kind of squirrel when it comes to being marked and painted in your seed, arching his back and providing a nice, squirming platform for the way your heavy, twitching cock and nuts shudder out your pleasure onto him, thudding and grinding and mixing in your pre and spunk into his brown fur. Oh, and the way he kisses your tip whenever its in reach, lapping up your fluids, forcing those huge squirrelpaws of his to clamp around your hips and align hmself just right so he can -drill- against that body-clenching g-spot of yours with ever stronger ruts. His massive feet hang off the bed, clenching the air, tail spilling over edge as we rapidly outgrow our resting spot. Your shoulders bump against the ceiling from the wild, bucking ride our copulation develops into ~ Balros Whether it's lust, corruption, or a bit of both, Balros adores the feeling of growing, being grown into, and getting railed by a hot passioned lover. His own prodigiously oversized cock, stiffly twitching three feet from his furry sheath, thumps and whumps your flattened-but-fluffy chest. His balls, heated spheres of soft fur and superproductive nutflesh as larger as medicine balls, weigh down across your belly and waist. Each sip or slurp coaxes a new surge of growth into your grinding sexdrive, bulging your taint and hypersizing already enhugened aspects of yourself. He sits up and huffs, then leans back to press his paws to your ankles for a moment, feeling your toes brush the back of his head - that's how fucking huge your paws are. He's also been growing, though not as disproportionally exagerrated as you, all the better to bounce and ride and get -railed- by a highly needy fucksquirrel. He begins to clench and -squeeeeze- his inner prostate muscles, rippling up and down your shaft to coax your intense nutspunk to blow. He's going to take all of it. Sigil crowds the space between his legs, between the hindpaws practically as big as your torso each. Flexible enough to turn them against you, he does so, freeing his hands to pump your growth-inducng dick, steadying the beast slapping against his face as he grunts out his needy rut under your wide-spread asscheeks. A lusting fuck-pump that has him bulging thicker by the moment, hip-creaking cock widening that has him grip-forcing you with his feetpads to keep from driving you into the ceiling. His eyes close in utter concentration, churning, roiling quad-nutted sac tugging up close as he tenses, looking practically feral in face and expression, a true squirrelmonster bellowing in delight as you lure him over the edge and have him -SURGING- in belly-expanding gushes of his honey-thick nutbutter, lashing your length and nuts with what feel like feet of needy tongue as he pounds those asscheeks until they -ripple-, driving his orgasm deep into you one room-shaking climax at a time ~ ~ The bed stands no chance, collapsing fully underneath us, clamped in his feet, oversized handpaws bracing back to give you his -ALL-. ~ ~ ~