Jayden, Chapter 9

Grabbing the bunch of cloth out of the now-inside pocket, he pulled out a black ski-mask, and slipped it partway on.

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Gator Tales: Thrill Seekers

Once he got his jet ski near the tree itself, he also spotted fresh barefoot prints in the mud leading up to it.

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After The Bomb: Enjoying your Workmates

He smirked past his lips, his words muffled by having sky's neck in her maw, "den 'm dunna fif dat..."his grin increased as he darted his small, agile fingers over sky's vent, seeking her pleasure points.

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Damn it, I need this! Chapter 10

sky's pussy was wetting her borrowed thong and she did her best to resist looking at steven while he slipped on some clothes.

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Heart of Africa-Chapter 10

Those dreams that i've had about me in the hospital seeing that ski mask fellow, it was just my memory trying to come back. my subconscious was trying to tell me something. finally it makes sense.

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How to Not Fuck Up Writing Porn - Issue One

So, when i get these requests, they very often go along the lines of "well, there are these two guys skiing, and there's a blizzard and they're snowed in, and well..." who out there has a fetish for skiing?

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Lykos-Apocalypse Chapter 2

With a growl the ski-do took off like a shot. nearly throwing jo from the vehicle. his nerves and his nudity in the frigid temperatures kept him in his anthropomorphized version of his primal form.

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Stories From Elton High | Chapter 14

Sam leaned back in his seat. "...is you're not going to be carrying skis all year, but the terrible miles per gallon still stays." "yeah, and your slick sports car will have great miles per gallon, then?" just like old times.

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My Wonderful Little Sister- A Poem for Katie

The sky's gone dim with despair, and the sun's gone blackas i hear the demons churring, do their voices ever stop?

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The demise of Mr. Foxington

Foxington by klivord it was a grey skied day with a chance of rain and two furs were walking aside a country road, they were walking to small town but not so quickly that they would burn many calories.

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Alone and Blind

Pinkie replied while she ran back over to the booth and staggered back over to me with a pair of skis under her hooves and some ski poles being clutched in her ankle joints.

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