"Alright, Ami." Yugo swallowed and kept focusing his Wakfu into Amalia's body. She kept moaning in pleasure as her skirt became more and more inadequete, more flesh and more crack exposed with each passing moment. Yugo bit his lip to keep himself from making any utterances about Amalia's amazing ass.
Then there was a tear, one of the leaves that formed Amalia's skirt had split, unable to remotely cover that cheek any more.
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