Stitching Strangers

She was still on all fours and under the table like a devious puppy. "stay the fuck away from my crotch!" he growled, reaching under the table and grabbing her by the nape.

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Savor Sister

He sighed and bent his head under the table reaching for his lost napkin but letting his eyes wander. he grasped his napkin while his eyes moved slowly up her legs to the area he really wanted to see her pussy in those shorts.

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Relieving All of His Tension

As quick as **he** could be, imani proved one step faster, dipping under the table before he could ask what she was up to.

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Dog Gone Day - Coffee's Good (Male)

Your sister looks visibly nervous now, gently kicking you under the table to get your attention. "well? what the fuck do we do?" confront them, peacefully. whoever they are, they're not worth making a big scene over it.confront them, angrily. 

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It came from the pond.

The frog who hid under the table top climbs onto her leg, the frog starts to melt into her, turning her into a large anthro frog monster.

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THE ANSWER.txt

I know. i know everything. take your hand right now. under the table, on the mouse, on the laptop, on the touch screen.... and listen to my tale..... no, not a tale, the truth instead. it is....

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Frost - Chapter 1

He asked, crawling under the table while xero was stopped. "to optimize conditions for sales of specific products! what else would i use it for other than financial gain?" he asked, dropping to his knees to crawl under the table.

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Nurtured

He vanished under the table and carefully let his hands glide on the otters legs towards the zipper of his pants, only to be stopped by the otter's paw. "don't."

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3 - That's no pussy, that's my wife

Billy imagined what was happening under the table, "be careful, he ... gets attached easily." "oh, i wouldn't mind you two hanging around. you're polite and so cute." she bent down and kissed the fox nose.

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nim - An Average Dinner

She bounced down, still tethered to the bucket, and watched as the bucket rolled out from under the table after her.

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TTA: Chapter 3

She served no real purpose, and even her hard suction that she placed on his sensitive flesh under the table, could not compare to what shantee had offered him without the simplest command. to him, this was stoic.

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