The Headwaiter

I add the butter and place some ham on it. the first bite shows me that i am not eating normal ham here. the taste is much stronger and richer then normal ham. "hmrr, what kind of ham is that?" i ask my servant.

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The Reveal

It was amazing; the biscuits were flakey and buttery, the ham was juicy and flavorful, and the tea... well, i'm not a tea person, but it was alright.

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[Race To Respite] Chapter 1 - Starting Blocks

Cardesian whine ... hmm, maybe that's ham!" he suddenly thought to himself, already drooling with gluttony.

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Bonus Chapter #1: Thanksgiving 2014

He then mixed chopped up bits of turkey, ham, broccoli, and an entire cob of corn into it before dumping half our supply of gravy on top of it. "what is he, again?" i asked. dex shrugged.

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A Child's Need; Drakonian

One was a burrito with the eggs, bacon, and ham shredded inside of the tortilla. the other was just scrambled eggs, bacon strips, a piece of ham and a warm glass of milk for the drake.

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Diaper Lab: Ch 1

His fat hams bounced a little as his rear end barked out again.

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Consequences

Fin then removed the ham from his face, placing it down atop the bag of food which he had brought along as he just stood before the feline.

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Sarah and Sam

A humorous poem done in the style of doctor seus's: 'green ham and eggs' it is about sarah palin, uncle sam, and my extreme hatred for both of them. i do not like sarah palin, uncle sam, i hate sarah palin, the evil woman.

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Somethere Out Where - Death To You Love

Though, only getting so far into the smaller one, finding that tunnel's limit quite quickly while only taking in a few of bartan's sheets of ham.

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Foot Fetish Stream Story 5: A Shared Fetish

The coyote never felt as comfortable around his other friends, certainly never able to ham it up and be silly the way he could around the tiger. maybe it was the fact that nick just took it in his stride.

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The Missing Son, Chapter 39

Patrick smiled as he sliced the ham. like previous years, this christmas dinner was a simple thing. he and his mom, with a roasted ham. "you needed a new phone, mom."

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Practicing the Dark Culinary Arts | Entree Comm

Clenching her eyes tight, the tender porker, basted like a proper honey glazed ham, could not keep herself contained as master scy ravaged her already strained sex.

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