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Let he who has never suddenly lost all the desire to play games cast the first stone. It's a very common thing, since our brain is quickly getting bored of something repetitive. As if auch circumstances happena to us, bwshyb byhappens, we are trying other ways to feed ourselves with entertainment....

This frustrating ,and sad fate happened for some sand foxes. With every scroll from up to the bottom, then repeat it in cycle for a longer moment, untill they come to the conclusion that nothing can help them... [b][i]Nothing?[/i][/b]

In their mind born an idea how to replace the sweaty playing, into fun sweating. They itself stood up from the gaming chair, then let paws quickly drove to the sides of their sweatpants, and at a snail pace, they exposed their already starting stiffing members. With an excited giggle, they collapsed back onto the chair. Most of those young fennecs rose legs up, resting their feet paws on the leather seat, some decided to hold them in the air, or just leaving on the ground. Now the real fun began...

With a light, but full grip, they wrapped fingers around the shaft, starting stroking lightly the growing erection. Since no one was around, only them and the working PC, they decided to turn on some videos for adults. Depending on the position, they added or not, another paw, that traveled somewhere on the sensitive, privates are, giving another stimulus in pursuit of reaching happiness. The loud sounds of sex   singing out from the speakers, their own quiet moans, and the view under them, were playing for them like an orchestra, loudly, but in order of symphony. The sounds of pleasure have intensified, when their paws movements grew up, feeling how the climax was crawling to them.

It finally happened. Their young flesh began throbbing and tingly hard, making them almost yelling from pleasure. The stream of cub semen ran out on the surface, painting everything that was in the way wet white. Unfortunately, the blessing feeling quickly faded away, leaving those fennec foxes post-orgasmed, breathing hard as after a sprint of life, and heated all around their small body. This burst of intense pleasure drained most of the energy from them, making them satisfied, but sleepy like a bear. Knowing that even if someone walked into the room, they would not say a word about what happened there, they sank comfortably in the seat, closed their eyes shut, and let the fatigue lead them into the land of rest...