You and Toriel, the fluffy-buns goat wife, were getting ready to breed on the beach. Toriel pressed her hands gently against your chest, and her large, jiggling breasts pressed against your chest as she hovered over you Toriel looked down at you with an intense expression, her breath coming in rapid gasps. The sand beneath you was cool and soft, a stark contrast to the heat that emanated from her body. She spoke in a low, sultry tone, her words thick with desire and need. "Are you ready, my love?~"