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Good Graces

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SFM-DH Final Fantasy Tifa Lockhart (Final Fantasy)
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"Buzz for me baby!"
 
Corneo should have cringed at his own words, but a man possessing his sheer narcissism had an ego that was simply too powerful to care.
 
The Avalanche whore moaning in response did, however, also help a lot.
 
"Good girl!" Pleasure shot through him as he plowed inside the woman, breath ragged in his throat as he felt his heart 
beat quick and heavily in his chest. He'd told himself that she was nothing more than his usual girls, simply one among the array of women 
at the inn that were always so very eager to curry his favor, but the excitement this black-haired beauty stirred in him went well beyond. 
His stubby fingers dug into her porcelain buttocks, the flesh rippling around the indents each time his girth pushed inside her impossibly 
tight nethers. A loud creak, the music of the venue invading their private space, made the two of them look up and briefly pause their lovemaking.
 
"You're up la- oh, sorry boss."
 
The man shut the door, eyes lingering only briefly on Corneo's most popular employee before he was out of sight. The Don moaned, moving his 
hips sideways, back and forth, marveling at how her entrance formed a constricting ring about halfway down his shaft that only grew tighter 
as Tifa visibly shivered.
 
"S-so... about that raise..."
 
"Mmmh, for sure, little bee..."
 
He allowed himself to gently resume his thrusts, Tifa's words scrambled into moans once more as he, faintly, felt an all too familiar stir 
in the pit of his stomach. Looking down between them he noted the darker skin of his member contrasting deeply with the almost pearly white 
of the woman's behind, swollen lips grasping his veined member hard whether he was going in and out, his own massive jewels swinging with 
leisurely to his slow pace.
 
The girls never wanted him to have condom on, for some reason.
 
And this one was no different.
 
 
 
 
Aftermath
 
"Boss she-... she's really gotta get out there, now."
 
"You hear that, love? It's your time to shine..."
 
Tifa nodded, the hand on her head firm but none the less careful to not mess up her immaculately brushed, raven hair. 
The same could not be said for her makeup - the golden dust running in torrents down the sides of her face, 
black mascara mixed in with the semi-translucent seed as it, slowly, dripped down on her heaving bosom. 
Her breaths came in small huffs, cheeks rosy from strain and makeup both, and she would occasionally raise her chin with a shiver, 
a barely audible slosh accompanying the motion as seed shot out of her lower parts, mattering the carpet.
 
"I think... I'll need a minute."
 
"Hear that?" Corneo murmured, addressing his underling while rubbing his meat against her cheek, the desire in Tifa's chest 
flaring up with terrible power. Angling her head, she manged to snake her tongue out, lashing across the sensitive underside 
of the man's member, and got a visible twitch in response. She let her eyes drift towards the man in the doorway, giving him a poignant look.
 
"... If the Honey Bee Inn's star says she needs another minute, then the crowd can wait another minute."
 
"Of course..."
 
The man's nodded, slowly, and retreated beyond the door. The crowd would be his issue for the moment, 
though Tifa knew that their desires could only be tempered for so long.
 
Thankfully, she liked her lovers frustrated.
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