Oh these? My boobies? My massive fucking tiddies? My super stuffed up milkies? My honker donker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric-stretching wind-flapping gravity-welling sex mounds? Do you mean these super duper ultra god damn motherfucking tits?
To proactively combat my horrific separation anxiety for when my bf leaves the area for a special 3-month job opportunity, I had to finally spring for a piece of our main fursonas together. This was a YCH done by @takaalive_ on Twitter.