Twintail Hair の小説・ストーリー

His navy blue tail was veiny and had light brown stripes. The younger of the twins, Ishan had chestnut brown hair. His tail was lighter than his hair and the tip of his tail was of golden color. The second to the last born, the child who had been brave enough to wander off on her own to look for Emerson was a girl. Mya was a golden tailed nagini with golden yellow hair. Her locks had beads just like her father, Amosis but she was just as playful as Gracchus. Then the last born, the little baby who had just been born looked just like their mother.

Looking around the cave my eyes land on two tall females. Both of them have hair as white as snow. The one that steps forward first has her hair cropped close to her head. She has a fierce face with large a scar. Her scar starts at the cheekbone spanning across her face going down her chin and neck. Her eyes are the hue of new spring growth, bright and soft all at once. There are flecks of the kind of green that comes only in summer. She had the eyes of a warrior one who had lived through many battles. The other female was nearly identical to the warrior. The only clear difference between the two was the way they cut their hair and no scar adorned her. Her snowy hair hangs nearly below her c

[Third Person POV] Shock and amazement plastered on everyone's faces at what they witnessed. When the twins hugged, they didn’t notice the fusion of their bodies. But as the light subsided, a strange creature magnificently stunned everyone and was mesmerized by the beauty, but at the same time felt goosebumps. The magnetic beauty has white and red long hair, wings in white and black, wearing an armored goddess dress in white and black patterned with ruby red, and has a jaw-dropping pair of distinct eyes–with silvery-gray specs on the right and silvery-red specs on the left.

Identical twins, and handsome as hell. Both of them have long hair with blended shades of brown and blonde. One of them has his in a ponytail, tightly fastened at the top of his head. Their divine toned bodies are on full display before our eyes, my mouth waters as my gaze fixates upon their bulging manhood.

The fact that they were reading more into it than what actually went on behind the scenes is neither here nor there. His last comment was referring to my hair. The twins had appeared as soon as I left the shower with their torture implements, which is what I call that thing they use to keep my hair straight in hand. I have to say it was worth it, though. They’d pulled my hair away from my face, leaving it to fall down my back in a perfect cascade.

"Next, we have the second set of twins who are 5 years old, Meli and Petros. Meli fondly refers to him as her 'little-big brother' because she was born first, but he has always been much bigger than her. In fact, he was two pounds heavier than her when they were born." Meli is dressed in a flowy, short, loose dress with short sleeves. Just below the collar, an oxyplant flower, similar to jasmine, is delicately embroidered. The dress perfectly matches her tail, which is a soft lavender color with a silver sheen. On the other hand, her twin brother, Petros, has always been much bigger than her. He is shirtless, with a white wrap tightly fitting the upper part of his tail. His pale skin and tai

Lawrence cuddled her alongside, squashing her so well and deeply in her cunt, and at the same time, touching her on every single part of her upper bodies, including her back side and front side. The shivering displays of the feeling derived from the act, twisted Somira and landed her into another world of pleasure entirely as she shivers uncontrollably with lots of juicy fluids gushing out of her honeypot underneath, making its way down to the tiled floor, and have her legs sliding her down gradually, but Lawrence held her back to himself as he caught her, preventing her from falling to the ground.

The twin weights below his massive form are covered with a light dusting of hair. As I move closer my eyes follow the trail to the nest of dark curls that surround his thick base. I run my fingertip along the sacs curious to see if his hair has the same silky texture here. I find the short hairs to be slightly tougher and cup his twin weights in my hand. Grab him. We must taste his essence.

The sleeveless design showcases her graceful arms, each movement exuding a sense of poise and grace. Her hair, styled in loose, cascading waves, frames her face in a way that accentuates her features. The curls fall effortlessly, cascading down her shoulders, their gentle bounce adding a touch of playfulness to her overall look. A delicate silver hairpin, adorned with intricate crystals, is tucked into her hair, adding a subtle sparkle that catches the light.

He was still guiding me down the hallway, with me nestled beneath his arm and his hand still resting on my hip, when a closed door we had just passed suddenly opened. We both paused, looking back at the door when a very sullen-looking carbon copy of Tyler emerged, taking me by surprise. I looked up at Tyler then over at what could only be his twin staring back at us. At me. "Wow!" Tyler joked with a small chuckle. "What a rare treat to see you up and about during the day. What's got you up before noon?" he asked teasingly. The twin stared, his eyes never leaving mine as he replied in Tyler's voice, "My mate."