Part I: A (not so) short introduction

My dad finally allowed me - after a lot of begging and getting onto his nerves from my side - to handle our four little cubs and play with them.

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A Slaver's Tale: Chapter Two

Ungainly tongue began to work on the textured leather wrappings of the handle, even taking it into her muzzle to suckle clean completely.

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Reunion

"i know you're proud of your love handles, but your handles feel more like... mug handles than bike handles." "and what does my gut feel like to you?" dan demanded. "like a boulder... but not as wide as i remember." "i still have my blubber."

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I've Been Thinking

Alex looks up at me, then back at my penis, and then he gently takes the tip in his hand and handles it at the same speed as i am. "thanks, buddy... ahh fuck..."

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Chapter 3: Honesty, Honestly!

You can't handle a mare like her." "i can handle her!" he objected, knowing his buddy was probably trying to goad him into it, but not particularly caring. "yeah, sure. and ah'm an alicorn princess." "can so handle her."

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Uks Silvercast

The handle was sturdy and well polished and counting the head of the axe at least shoulder hieght if he placed the head of the axe on the ground at his feet.

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Quite an interesting turn of events

Her tail lifted to accept the whip's handle with happiness as her body shook somewhat nervously, in need of more.

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Smoked...

I don't think you guys could handle it." the little goat answered as he let out his lung full of smoke, watching the equines lean forwards and inhale quickly. "your smokin' it... and we can handle anything you can."

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Character's Weapons

-a modern high carbon steel matte black tactical / combat spike back tomahawk forged from one piece of metal and includes a pry bar formed out of the end of the handle. has black polymer handle scales. the other end of the spectrum.

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Slavery - Part Three

Dawn cried in surprise, excitedly as the thick, twitching, pink cock filled her more firmly than the brush handle could have ever dreamed of doing.

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Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 88

The wooden handle was sticking out of his back like a scorpion's tail, waving forward and back with every blood-spewing convulsion. like a scorpion. yes, that's exactly what banno was.

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