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The bug bucked his hips, clicking and chittering, before he shakily starts clicking in Morse "I-If you keep this up... I m-might recommend you t-to my father... he is m-much bigger than m-me...~"

The Dewott shivered and silently moaned out in bliss, looking quite pleased. But he shook his head, frowning slightly. He could do this though. He focused, grass rising up through the mud around them, before snaking and slithering up the rock, gently wrapping around Muddy's base, squeezing and...

The bug twitched and shivered, before his eyes snapped open. He looks down, staring at you, before grabbing the base of his shaft and twitching it in your direction, silently signalling for you to continue.

Bao silently gasped and shivered, wishing he could moan so Muddy could hear how much he was enjoying this, his member twitching and throbbing in response to the Quagsire's lick. It dripped a little pre, which landed on Muddy's tongue, letting him taste the Dewott further as said Water type...

He didn't smell like any of the males she encountered. He didn't even have a proper scent to call his own! The texture and taste (that was oddly enough somewhat like a mixture of various Terran jams) were there, but no smell. Perhaps this was because bugs tended to only smell pheromones, but...

The small Dewott shivered, but immediately got to work, licking and sucking on Muddy's head, before shifting his muzzle forward, taking it into his mouth and really tasting it, twitching in delight.

The bug was still in the same position he was before, and he did not disappoint. That huge member stood tall and proud, throbbing and even dribbling a little pre. Perhaps he was dreaming about her, or some other lucky woman. But regardless, he did say they did all sorts of sexy things, so...

The Dewott immediately relaxed, before nuzzling back and smiling. He also included an affectionate lick to the other's snout, looking quite happy the other wasn't mad.

The Dewott could only freeze in shock, his body tensing, unintentionally squeezing what was in his ass, but he did not moan, or change his fearful expression.

Bao bites his bottom lip, shivering and wincing as he feels that shaft really stretch him open. He'd have to stay there and let the Quagsire leak pre into his rump, but he'd happily wait.

The Water type spread his legs a little further, his own rod gently prodding the Quagsire's belly, as he did his best to shuffle down, letting the tip sink in a little further.

The idea of sleep was rather tempting, and the insect seemed to be drifting off as well... somehow. Soon enough, you're lying down on the thick branch, well supported and surprisingly comfortable, your eyes closing as sleep embraces you, taking you away.

The bug collapses onto his shelled flank, chittering slowly and cleaning the cum off of his shaft, scooping it into his hands before eating it, looking quite content. After he finishes, he gives a nod to your question, followed by more Morse code "Yes. We have many celebrations involving mating."

The Dewott could only shiver, unable to make a sound as he felt that pre against his pucker, some of it sliding into his innards and lubing him up somewhat. ((Sure thing, see ya!))

The bug showed quite the stamina. He slams his shaft in once, twice, 5 times, then you feel yourself suddenly fall limp, juice squirting out of onto that huge triangular dick, and yet the insect still keeps going, reducing you to a moaning, panting mess. It feels like ages of his cock slamming...

The Water type was at a loss for what to do - flustered and trapped in the Quagsire's arms, he stares at the huge member. That thing could easily tear him apart... but deep down, a part of him wanted that. He hesitates, before shifting his natural skirt, letting the tip poke his pucker, silently...

The bug chittered even louder. thrusting wildly and really clamping down on your nipples, pushing you hard against the tree trunk and ravaging you as hard and fast as he could.

Bao blinked, then silently laughed, before sighing and leaning into the Quagsire, closing his eyes. Guess it was time for a nap then. He drifted off, soothed by Muddy's heartbeat, a smile on his short muzzle.

The insect keeps going, slamming his plated crotch into your ass, making it bounce and jiggle with each slam. His shaft begins drooling into your eager pussy, lubing it up and making his movements slicker and faster, adding to the pleasure.

Bao blinked, then smiled and hugged back. But he still felt like he had to do something. Maybe he could help out for a little bit, or maybe Muddy could use a massage. He shifted slightly, ending up in the Quagsire's lap, but to the Dewott, that only made hugging him easier.