Tossing her **** to the carpet, Donald Duck looked down at Daisy Duck's beautiful body. She had a nice breast size, not the biggest, but not the smallest either. Her feathers were brilliant white and her whole body looked nice to snuggle up against. Donald feeling turned on by Daisy's gesture, licked his lips and bent down. His tongue lashed out on to Daisy's ****, making long strokes up and down. Feeling that the **** had gone out of his ***, Donald Duck put both of his *** hands around his **** and **** to **** himself.
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