Her hand slid down her body to between her thighs. Standing next to her was Soldier Smurf. Or a blueberry. Smurfette was trying to rub her wet thighs together, but couldn’t do it. Gargamel started stroking Rina’s lubed body up, and down the his shaft. And that’s how Gargamel came up with the idea for the Fleshlight! This made cum bubbles. Smurfette’s toes were curling up from this. Or like an adult woman who suddenly ceased receiving quality oral sex. Then about fucking the ladies in his nudie parchments.
Sadly, the fact that Gargamel isn’t thinking about fucking smurfs here is possibly his best quality. I have quite the headache now, but the mission was successful, and for that I’m grateful. Smurfette held up her hands moving forward, and with a reassuring voice said, ” It’s okay, everything is fine now.” After some time Smurfette was able to hold Rina. So Gargamel could watch her serpentine body.
What is this, a fucking Mad Libs?
