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Link dodges several of the moblin"s swipes, but just as he comes close enough, the moblin drops his club, lunges forward, and catches Link in a bearhug. It stands to full, towering height, grinning evilly with the little hero trapped in its arms, his face in its monstrous pecs. It forces Link’s face deeper into its cleavage with each squeeze. Soon, Link begins to emit hearts as he turns into a tit-addicted slut and starts willingly licking the moblin"s muscle boobs.
Surprised and aroused by this, the moblin chuckles, then releases its 18” dong and tears Link"s pants right off before impaling the hero. It holds Link by the waist with both hands, so we can see the massive bulge in Link"s belly made by the moblin"s cock as he"s used like an onahole, carried up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down, eyes crossed as he half-laughs, half-screams with pleasure.
His tongue hangs out as the moblin holds him by the legs and pumps its load up into his guts, making his belly grow and distend like a beachball. Link is so stuffed with cum that he spits up about 6, big mouthfuls of addictive moblin-spunk onto his tunic before the load tapers off.