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“Leaving the Yautja would be a dishonor to her (she’d probably actually try to kill you then) but you weren’t sure that she’d want you to kill her, they typically took care of that themselves. So here she sat in your ship, on your couch, wearing your clothes-you weren’t getting that tanktop back, your chest would be exposed just as much as hers was. An inkling as to the reason she pounced you came about as she stared holes into you, legs open, that warm purring click reverberating in her chest, her nipples pert, you finally caught scent of something dizzying in the air, now in this enclosed place, that drew you closer. It hit you then that it was mating season, and she happened to be on this planet when you arrived. Of course a strong mate that was able to defeat her would rear young that might surpass the parents. It would take considerable effort to pump that exotic alien puss full of your human jizz if that was to happen.”

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