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"Porter..." Larda managed to utter, as she felt the words get caught inside one of her chins. Heat rose from the butterflies in her spacious belly up to her quivering cheeks, giving her a rosy flesh that rivaled the red of the roughly fourscore strawberries she had broken her fast with that morning. She waddled slowly towards her dashing darling, proud to be claimed by such a virile stallion.