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They wanted to practice “unarmed hand-to-hand combat.” They forgot that they were both futanari. Within three seconds, it wasn’t sparring anymore: it was wild grinding, huge, taut butts, boots dug into the sand, and an orgasm so intense that the imaginary audience applauded. “New technique,” Erza gasped. “I’ll call it… Requip: White Storm.

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