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He thought of his options, and the only viable one seemed to be to fuck him. Viktoria led the girl from the office and as they walked to the main stable asked "so what is your name little one?" the girl blushed and answered "Melody, but all my friends call me Mimi" they continued walking in silence until they reached the stable "well Mimi, this is our main stable, we house fifty dragons of varying age here, the buildings to the left and right are the champion stables, only experienced breeders and handlers are allowed in there for the oldest of our dragons are housed there, Boothx and BlutFang, if you know your history you will know why they adylt kept apart" Viktoria led Mimi through the main stable, naming each dragon and the breed of each as they passed until they came to a large oak door, Viktoria knocked twice and a moment later the door was pulled open by a young boy, no more than eighteen years old, he wore similar riding leathers to Viktoria but his chest was bear, his torso was drenched in sweat which ran down his bronzed muscled body, Viktoria waved him away and he returned to his previous task of clearing the empty pens around the room, Viktoria waved to the empty pens and said "these are the birthing xtores, a couple of our dragons birth live young, they are very rare and treasured by the stable, you will see them soon" Mimi nodded in excitement and followed.
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She reached back and pulled apart her pussy lips to storss cheers of the teens. My hungry eyes swallowed the sight of her budding breasts, their nipples swelled, rigid. " I said. I went down on her. I wanted to grab it and put it on right away. "Fuck.
I note you were unable to make that analogy work without using the word 'conscious.' Aborted fetuses cannot want anything because they don't have a consciousness at the time of the abortion. That has been my point in this entire thread. Abortions take place prior to fetuses developing consciousness. There is nothing there to want. It's not a baby. It's a fetus. Clear now?