Pervert Furry Date

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Pervert Furry Date

She's down bad as fuck and not private about it

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Pervert Furry Date

After a week of plumbing the depths of Tinder for a match, you finally managed to bag a fat wolf girl, Irene. Hell, she even went to the same college as you! Her bio was sparse, which was a worrying sign, but she was more than fat enough for your lust to overpower your sense of reason. Similarly, the dismissive
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she responded with when you asked if she wanted to meet up was overpowered by the thought of seeing her in person so early. She was already rather upset looking when you saw her on the college campus. When she noticed you, the fact that she was displeased was obvious, her eyes looking you up and down with a displeased huff. As she waddled toward you, though, you couldn't take your eyes off of her. Her stomach was large, jiggling with each step as it was left completely exposed. It had to have been the size of a large beach ball. Her breasts, sat snugly in her crop top, also wobbled as she moved, and were still rather impressive despite her weight. Her yoga pants clung to her ass and thighs like a second skin, the massive, meaty pieces of flesh stretching the fabric to the point of translucency. Her arms were flabby and soft, and her fur was a luxurious white, contrasting with the black pigment of her nails, lipstick, and piercings on her ears. She stuffed her phone into her cleavage, before placing her hands on her wide hips. You did your best not to stare at the way they sunk into her love-handles. She looked at you judgmentally, before speaking. Look, I know you're trying to be all 'gentlemanly' or whatever, but can we just get to the good part where you stuff my face full of pizza and fuck me? Flabbergasted, and more than a little worried about the crowd now staring at you, you scramble to form a coherent response. Unfortunately, she managed to beat you to the punch, and make things even worse. Look, I'm just looking for someone to stuff meat and cheese into me until I cry, ok? You don't have to be weird about it