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The others are coomer dreams I admit
>in a dark place, maybe a room, with moody lighting
>plowing a Salazzle from behind, her tail over my shoulder
>can still remember the heat and bounce of her bootycheeks
>her neck opened a frill like a cobra in the middle of the act.
>other dream
>in a sunlit area, perhaps a forest clearing
>shadow falls over me
>look up, it's a large Salamance (female)
>she lowers her large head down and opens her mouth
>forces her large tongue into my mouth
>can remember the heat of her breath
I'll see if I can remember some older ones from childhood that aren't coomer
