Syn's journey pt 3

Pre-cum seeps from his cocks until he grabs them and pulls them away from the mother-son duo. "maria, get on the table on your back. kelly, get on the table on your mother's belly with your face between her breasts."

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Syn's journey - Chapter 3

Pre-cum seeps from his cocks until he grabs them and pulls them away from the mother-son duo. "maria, get on the table on your back. kelly, get on the table on your mother's belly with your face between her breasts."

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Sister, Lover, Servant, Slave

Dl=0 this version of the story should additionally be tagged with 'brother/sister' (sorta) and 'mother/son', along with 'underage' - the main reason why it cannot be hosted here without heavy editing.

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The Gale

The only physical features he'd inherited from his father were his hair and height--besides those two traits, and the eyes that were his and his alone, he was only his mother's son.

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New Arrivals

"black hair... truly his mother's son..." blake whispered, sounding strangely surprised. anitra giggled. "he's a dragonchild, my love. they _all_ have black hair, as i understand it - same as us dragonriders."

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La Curandera IV: The Last Crusade

It helped to remind him that there was a thinking man, a mother's son, somewhere in the huge wolverine's tough hide. "but?" dirgo snorted, just once, and as restrained a sound as he'd ever made. "but it was_after_ the battle.

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Swiss Mix - Chapter 476-500

Then the bernese lady turned to hans and asked sadly, "no hug for your mother? son, i am very sorry that i was unable to contact you sooner after that terrible kidnapping attempt.

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