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Cling of Devotion
🕑 Added 2025-08-21 08:00:05 +0000 UTCThe morning sun spilled across the balcony, glinting off the sleek muscles of two women who seemed carved out of living marble. The smaller one knelt low, her glossy black hair brushing against the tile as her arms wrapped tightly around the colossal thighs in front of her. Her palms traced the deep grooves and striations, squeezing into the ridges as if confirming they were real.
“Mm… you’re so solid,” she purred, resting her cheek against the taller girl’s leg with a sly grin. “I could stay here all day, just holding you like this.”
The taller woman shifted awkwardly, her skirt fluttering in the breeze. Even with her incredible size—thighs ballooned with so much muscle that every movement made veins dance across her skin—she suddenly felt small under that gaze. She looked away toward the skyline, cheeks coloring.
“D-Don’t say things like that…” she murmured. “You’re embarrassing me.”
But the girl on her knees only laughed softly, her fingers tightening as she gave another affectionate squeeze. She tilted her head up, crimson eyes gleaming with playful heat.
“Embarrassing?” she teased. “These legs could crush steel beams. You should be proud of them. Proud that I can’t keep my hands off you.”
The taller one bit her lip, her calves flexing reflexively, sending another ripple of power through her entire frame. Her body screamed dominance, every inch swollen with impossible size, yet her eyes softened as she whispered back.
“I… I don’t know what I’d do without you holding me up like this.”
The smaller one smirked and hugged tighter, as if to prove her point. “Then I’ll never let go.”
And there they stayed—one girl towering like a goddess of flesh and strength, the other kneeling like a worshipper, clinging as if she’d found her entire world in the curve of those impossible thighs.
