Camping Snacks

Cory snickered into his brother's ear. "fuck, you're wet...i mean, like, soaked, man!" cody tiredly chuckled back, grunting as he supported his twin. "dude, we fucked in a literal swamp, what'd you think was gonna happen?

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Kawaii

It thankfully passes and i pull myself up and brush a stray lock of hair back over my ear. fucking joe. over a month ago, one of the guys recommended this asshole as a tutor. algebra. not one of my better subjects. so i go.

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Tales of Syn Act Two

Especially when you are," lexi leaned up to whisper into syn's ear, "fucking the life out of someone." "nothing is for free, actions cost, even benevolence has a price my son."

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Curse Play

He squirmed on the spot, his hind paws splaying out and curling as he wiggled down into his chair, blushing and flicking his ears. fuck, it felt _amazing_, but also it felt _tight_.

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Shaking Tail

Tracey pulled off just long enough to give the orb a few teasing licks that got gio to tug on his ear. "fuck yeah...love having my dick all nice and wet. come on trace, make me cum," gio bade. tracey was only too happy to do so.

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The Mouse Days of Summer

The mouse swallowed, heart actually quickening at the maybe not-so-subtle promise of ear-sex. mouse-ears were very erogenous, and when licked and nibbled and blown into just right ...

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Of Scurry and Flight

But she only gave him 'ear-sex' about once a week, perhaps. it was a delicate procedure. you worked the ears too hard, and the sensitivity would turn to pain. you worked them too lightly, and you'd never get anywhere.

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No Regrets

He asks, a low growl barely audible over the rush of blood in my ears. "fuck, yes don't stop," i reply, unable to muster anything more coherent as my thoughts are clouded by sensations i've never experienced before.

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Zero Point Chapter 24: Breakout

The unnamed mercenary glanced at ivan, a harsh growl echoing through a set of speakers in her ears. "fucking plasmacaster. he's alive, but barely. you've got balls, cerinian.

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Just Blame It On The Alcohol

He was in a daze and had a horrible ringing in his ear. "fuck you sam! you crossed the fucking line." ben shouted in sam's face as he got on top of him. sam couldn't say anything as he lay there trying to recover.

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3.1 - New Positions

ear-sex was a sensitive art. a mouse's lobes were delicate. too much pressure, and it would hurt. not enough, and the pleasure would fizzle out. they required finesse. talkeetna had it. she worked them to perfection.

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