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kinktober day 9 | tentacles | lando/mcl39
The first thought he has is, wow, that’s an expensive mistake. Like someone’s accidentally tipped the seat right over and spilled all of the oozy, inner bits of the MCL39 across the tile in a writhing, living, but still a bit sad-looking oil leak. The second thought he has is that he’s distinctly unequipped to deal with this.
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