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Brunjo MadOcelot asked for :P
All day the feel of eyes on him had pricked at him making him sweat rivers until his costume stuck to him everywhere. He moved to his tent to peel the fabric from himself. Inside he breathed a sigh of relief. His relief did not last long as the feeling of not being alone assalted him. Before he could even get out a word he was grabbed from behind by a strong pair of large hands. A soft wet tongue...