"Aw, Zuma" Rubble pouted and planted his paws on his hips. Fortunately, Zuma’s anal walls had a strong enough grasp on Rubble that he didn’t lose his leverage. "How are you going to learn about being a better swimmer if you’re too weak to get a little wet?"
"Alright, Zuma. I’m going in." Rubble sullenly teased the pup, licking his lips. "But how should I go in? Soft, or ROUGH?"
"Oh, rough, RUFF!" Zuma commanded. "Rougher than the worst gravel that you’ve ever had to dig up before."
Rubble shrugged. "Meh, Alright. Rubble on the double!" The construction pup bucked his hips, and his rock hard shaft instantly slid itself inside the confines of Zuma’s anus. For such a tiny pup, the force of his penis breaking into Zuma’s entrance was enough to make them both feel immediately dizzy. The dog immediately purred like a kitty, moaning as Rubble’s barbed penis violated him, stretching the inner walls of his butt apart.
Rubble’s jaw hung open. His heart started beating at about mile a minute, and right underneath his belly, he could feel his large puppy cock growing more and more erect, until it pressed against the fur of his stomach, pulsating and creaming his fur with precum. It obviously wanted him to take the surfer pup up on his generous offer. Finally, Rubble was able to regain control of his mouth muscles and formed a warm smile. "Sure, Zuma! I would be honoured!
Zuma grinned back. He turned around and pulled the entire upper half of his body up onto the stool, letting his hind legs and exposed butt hanging off, ready to be handled.
Rubble bounded past the various brightly coloured pillows over to the treat hanging off the stool. Fortunately, it was hanging low enough that he had no issue reaching up to clutch the stool with both paws, giving him easy access to Zuma's rump.
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Loud House Experience Chapter 4
Фанфик4th to 13th July 2023 months after Lincoln goes missing, the gang is no closer to finding. can they find him, or will it be too late?
