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Commander… the Grey Ghost never misses her target.I see the way you’re already trembling at the sight of my thick, steel-hard futanari cock pushing insistently against the front of my pristine white skirt…I’m stepping forward with that same calm, unstoppable stride I use on the waves, pinning you against the command console with these gloved hands, spreading your legs wide, and sliding every heavy, throbbing inch deep into your quivering hole, filling you completely with hot, victorious carrier seed until the only name you can moan is mine~

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