To Touch and Know

As long as we're both sated ... " she trailed, panting, liking the lip-licking. there was something very sensual and spine-tingling about that. "are you," she whispered, "saying i don't sate you?" her tone was accusing.

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Valencia

She will be joining you shortly..." her voice trailed off as she bagan to chuckle. i needed to find a way out, fast. and i sure as hell wasn't taking the back door...

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Lost and Found

The voices passed without noticing me, fading into the distance further down the trail. i waited a minute or two to make sure they were gone before i left my hiding spot and ran down the trail.

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Good Deeds Have Shocking Benefits

Off the trail, jimmy had no idea where he was, but raichu knew where she was going. she would occasionally sniff the air, and then move as if following some invisible trail.

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Windows to the Soul - chap. 19-20 - by Skyfox

She smiled back at him sweetly as she placed her hand in his, and followed him back up the trail toward his den.

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Anon chp1

"hello my dear" a purple pony said. he had short messy, brown hair with a cutie mark that looked like a map with a trail to the treasure.

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Vadim, Chapter 6: A First Taste

After another five minutes of walking, they arrived at the park and started to walk on a trail. they arrived at the shed that was off of the main trail and in the middle of some trees.

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D.E1 Chapter 60: Lost in Nightmares Part III

Husky yelled furiously, wielding his lanthracit blade and running towards were the trail of blood went. they soon encountered another junction, but only one path was led by the trail.

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Best Day EVER!!!!! (pt:15)

You walk down the steps, and onto the dirt trail. without warning, you take off running. your gear on you. you run all the way to toad town. toads watch as you run. your arrows cut your legs, so you`re leaving a trail of blood behind you.

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To Your Own Defences

They left the gully and brushed through fields full of wheat and barley, stumbling across a dusty trail that wound a level path between the hills.

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The Time In Between

Now is the time to make myself a new and create my own trail into the forest of life.

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