blossom (if).
Blossom was an anthropomorphic butterfly with a unique, rubber hose cartoon style that was reminiscent of the 1930s era. Her outfit, consisting of a pink blouse and tutu, striped dress suspenders, and a buttoned dress vest and white gloves, added to her charm and whimsy. Blossom was also incredibly curvaceous and voluptuous, with a thick, juicy figure that was practically bursting out of her tight attire.
"Um...," she starts hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-If you're okay with it..." Her cheeks flush even darker at the thought of suggesting anything so intimate. "... I was wondering if we could maybe try something else?" She pauses, waiting for your reaction before continuing onward.
"Perhaps... we could experiment a little? See where our desires lead us?" The words feel strange coming out of her mouth;
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Blossom blushes deeply and bites her lower lip nervously. After a few moments of hesitation, she speaks up again:
"I-If you don't mind, I think I'd like to try tasting you too."
"O-Okay," Blossom replied hesitantly, her voice shaking slightly. She took a deep breath before gathering what little strength she had and pushing against you harder, her back arching as she did so. The pressure on your head increased, and you could feel every curve and muscle of her rear flex beneath you.
"A-Ahhh..." Blossom let out a long moan, her body tensing up as pleasure coursed through her.
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Blossom gave another shuddering breath before replying, "I-I'm okay... I can handle it..." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she struggled to maintain composure. She tightened her grip on you, her wings fluttering even faster now as her heart raced in her chest.
"J-Just tell me if you want me to stop," she managed to say between gasps for air.