Every Thorn has its Rose

Fiela huffed, grabbed the couch with both arms and with a single movement pulled the couch back by half its width, forcing rey to admire her strength for but a moment. "i think i do like you."

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Dog club house Greentext

He begs as he grips the couch in growing euphoria and waiting orgasm. >you hilt one last time, plugging into him as he howls in euphoria.

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Making New Friends

Feel free to sit down on the couch!" they both walk inside the apartment and sit down on the couch in the small living room while buizie makes his way to the kitchen to make himself a coffee. "do you guys want a coffee or tea or anything?"

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Catnundrum. Chapter Four.

The siamese cat fidgeted on the sofa. "i would've quit a long time ago if it wasn't for you... having you there helped me..." rob glanced over at the feline sitting on the other side of the sofa. "i would've lost my place if i had just quit!

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Udder Disaster

He mumbled, heading back to the couch. aouzy put both of his legs on the table and held the milk and cookies on the couch. now it was finally time to settle down. he took one cookie from the box and munched on it.

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Dragons are Tougher in Real Life

Instinctively he dug his claws into his couch. he held on for dear life. epiales drifted closer, and the suction grew stronger. berserker's feet slipped free.

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The Neon Night Life, part 2

I could feel his seed filling my hole, and the hot cum dripped onto the couch. i put my face onto the couch, then looked back at aj. the doberman had me pushed to him, and i could see him panting.

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Life Itself

Of the couch \>you gave a barely restrained chuckle, trying again to get between her ears \>"relax, relax!"

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TRTTD - Chapter 3: Frosty Days

But as he opened his eyes slowly, the sight of the lynx cub sleeping next to him on the couch pulled him back into reality. the panther yawned and sneaked into the kitchen.

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My Grand, Frozen Heart part 3

"alright," he said, getting up from the couch. he knelt down on all fours, his face so close to mine, i could see my reflection off his eyes. his breath reeked of alcohol. "time to get your pants off."

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A Spare in the Trunk: Part XIX

Grunting and groaning, it looked as if the couch had got hold of his arm and was trying to pull him the rest of the way in.

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