Futa Hunter: Snobby Supermodel

By Amanda Strom

Who knew that one of the most famous supermodels on the planet is an uninitiated futa? But Samantha doesn't care who you are, once she has you in her sights, she won't let go until your new throbbing rod is dangling between your thighs and one snobby supermodel is about to find out how Samantha is planning to achieve this.

For adult eyes only. All characters are over eighteen, no characters are related by blood and everybody signs a consent form before participating in super-steamy and depraved sexual acts.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Amanda Strom
• Release date: Feb 3, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224526031

Amanda Strom

Amanda is into pretty vanilla stuff: futa-on-futa breeding, futa-on-female impregnation, futa-on-everything-that-moves depravity and many other perfectly normal things. If you are excited about everything vanilla and normal, Amanda's books are for you!FUTA | BREEDING | FUTA | IMPREGNATION | FUTA | DOMINATION | [e-mail]

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Futa Hunter: Snobby Supermodel

Amanda Strom

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Futa Hunter: Snobby Supermodel

The crimson silk of Samantha's dress clung to her like a second skin, the fabric accentuating every dip and curve of her sexy form as she sauntered into the fashion show. Eyes followed her, drawn by the audacious display of confidence and unabashed sexuality. She took her seat in the front row, an arm's length from the runway where beauty incarnate would parade before hungry gazes.

Darling, you look ravishing, cooed a voice nearby, its owner bathed in the soft glow of admiration. Samantha turned, her piercing blue eyes locking onto her friend Lisa, the architect behind this night of glamour.

Thank you, sweetie. I wouldn't miss your big night for the world, Samantha replied.

As the lights dimmed and the first model emerged, draped in layers of