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This is a series of images created by my good friend, the incredibly talented artist to show some scenes of married bliss between Soviet Superwoman and Walkiria.

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“So soft...” Olga said, letting out a purr. The simple sound of the Russian's bliss sent a wave of pleasure through Maia, and she couldn't help smiling.

Walkiria looked away from the big game and glanced over at her wife's face, which she had snuggled against her lap on the couch. Her eyes were closed, and she had a content smile on her face. “You certainly are easy to please,” Maia said. “You sure you're fine just watching the game...as much watching as you can do with your eyes closed that is?”

“I have my Возлюбленная, I am good,” Olga said. She nuzzled against her red-haired lover a bit more.

Walkiria was torn. Part of her wanted to grab her muscular lover and begin to peel the clothing off of her, while another part of her was entranced with just how cute she looked cuddling up against her. Eventually, her adoration won out, but just barely. She turned back to her game, taking a sip of her beer. The feeling of Olga's body pressed up against hers was not just soft and cuddly, it was arousing as hell. There was an aching need building in her chest that she had trouble ignoring, and her whole body felt like it was heating up...

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Soviet Superwoman is my creation and property.

Walkiria is the property and creation of my amazing friend

Both of these two love-birds make their home in

Description
This is a series of images created by my good friend, the incredibly talented artist to show some scenes of married bliss between Soviet Superwoman and Walkiria.

---

“So soft...” Olga said, letting out a purr. The simple sound of the Russian's bliss sent a wave of pleasure through Maia, and she couldn't help smiling.

Walkiria looked away from the big game and glanced over at her wife's face, which she had snuggled against her lap on the couch. Her eyes were closed, and she had a content smile on her face. “You certainly are easy to please,” Maia said. “You sure you're fine just watching the game...as much watching as you can do with your eyes closed that is?”

“I have my Возлюбленная, I am good,” Olga said. She nuzzled against her red-haired lover a bit more.

Walkiria was torn. Part of her wanted to grab her muscular lover and begin to peel the clothing off of her, while another part of her was entranced with just how cute she looked cuddling up against her. Eventually, her adoration won out, but just barely. She turned back to her game, taking a sip of her beer. The feeling of Olga's body pressed up against hers was not just soft and cuddly, it was arousing as hell. There was an aching need building in her chest that she had trouble ignoring, and her whole body felt like it was heating up...

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Soviet Superwoman is my creation and property.

Walkiria is the property and creation of my amazing friend

Both of these two love-birds make their home in