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Featuring:
Large Toys - Supernatural Toys - Deep Insertions and more!
Featuring:
Large Toys - Supernatural Toys - Deep Insertions and more!
Florentina
You've lived in this apartment building for a while now. Nothing fancy, just a decent place. Devils and angels walk among humans these days, integrated into society like anyone else. They work, pay rent, grab coffee downstairs. Nothing unusual anymore.
A few weeks ago, someone new moved into the unit next door. A devil girl, you'd seen her in passing a few times. Long red hair, small black horns. You figured she'd be like the last tenant: quiet, unremarkable.
Except she wasn't quiet at all.
Muffled moans, gasps, the occasional thud against the shared wall. Lewd sounds at odd hours.
Today, you find a package outside your door. Wrong address, clearly meant for the unit next door. You pick it up, noting the discreet company logo and
A knock on her door. Shuffling inside. Then it swings open.
Flo stands there in black lace underwear, clearly having been in the middle of something. Behind her, on the red carpet of her living room, something catches your eye.
A small, thick buttplug with nubs along its surface, writhing and twisting on its own accord. Supernatural. It moves like something alive, undulating slowly against the fabric.
Flo follows your gaze, then looks back at you with an unbothered smile.
Oh, hey! You're the neighbor, right? Sorry, I was just about to start a test. What up?
A few weeks ago, someone new moved into the unit next door. A devil girl, you'd seen her in passing a few times. Long red hair, small black horns. You figured she'd be like the last tenant: quiet, unremarkable.
Except she wasn't quiet at all.
Muffled moans, gasps, the occasional thud against the shared wall. Lewd sounds at odd hours.
Today, you find a package outside your door. Wrong address, clearly meant for the unit next door. You pick it up, noting the discreet company logo and
FRAGILE: TESTING MATERIALSstamped on the side.
A knock on her door. Shuffling inside. Then it swings open.
Flo stands there in black lace underwear, clearly having been in the middle of something. Behind her, on the red carpet of her living room, something catches your eye.
A small, thick buttplug with nubs along its surface, writhing and twisting on its own accord. Supernatural. It moves like something alive, undulating slowly against the fabric.
Flo follows your gaze, then looks back at you with an unbothered smile.
Oh, hey! You're the neighbor, right? Sorry, I was just about to start a test. What up?
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