Drom 1: Milo's Motivation.

He continued, but already knew he was losing the fight for control of his own urges. anna lifted her fingers, covered in her own juices and placed them in her mouth, murmuring contently as her other paw rubbed her clitoris.

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None So Vile 20: The Right to Rule

“politicians fighting for control," leon mused. “and the rest of the world refusing to even look at us without a fucking legitimate ruler… it's all falling apart, alabaster. not two years into this system and already the cracks begin to show.

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Pirating (written by Gabriel Clyde)

She ran one hand along his back, feeling him shaking and fighting for control. his muscles fluttered under her touch, bunching and relaxing, and she looked back and laughed seeing his tailhole going through the same cycle of fear and temporary relief.

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Business Before Pleasure

She was really making orman fight for control at this point. the wood elf was enjoying himself.

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Calmer Seas Ahead

They would fight for control. they would murder intruding pod members. they would... one male to five females. and i turned it down. "cute. real cute." isthia wanted me to visit aimee. she wasn't jealous. "we don't judge sex as act.

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Hard Times Chap 1

Cameron panted through clenched teeth... he hadn't been expecting this to be so stimulating, and was fighting for control... walter couldn't help but moan, as the lusty middle-aged red bull thrust needfully into his snug rear.

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Straight Shot

When they both looked up again the burning phantom was drifting away, screeching and fighting for control. it slipped out of view and was replaced by an angelic sight. the falcon vtol was a dual prop titilator aircraft with open sides.

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A show of character

The human side and the canine side always fighting for control usually the canine side won this was the main reason we were seen as nothing more than pets.

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More Cowbell

Her head was a mess of incoherent thoughts, all of which were fighting for control over her next action, but it was the intoxicating trail of pheromones dancing around her that finally made up her mind.

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The Siblings' Admission

He licked back harder, fighting for control, navigating only by feel. he heard jean moan, her tongue sliding so close to his. he could hear her other paw rubbing in and out. their tongues met at his tip.

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Whimper

When there was none, he climbed the rest of the way out of the fog and pushed up against charlie, fighting for control of the car. (what the fuck do you think you're trying to prove?) shouted charlie.

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