In The Otter House pt.1

hank asked as he walked up to daisy. the otter shook her head, her tail lifted upwards to give hank a great view under her skirt. he drank in the sight she gave him while she spoke "thanks, but i shall be fine.

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Beast finds a wolverine

Few hours ago, rex and hank were busy popping each other's cherries but at the end of the day, logan wanted in.

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Welcome Home

She fell silent as hank slapped a paw over her muzzle."surprise," he said as he looked down at the young girl, "she doesn't know anything about it... anything.""

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Testing: A Mind Control Story Part 1

Snow slowly begins to bend over in front of hank and lower himself onto hank's bulge. hank, still holding his beer, spreads his legs instinctively.

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Dealing with demons

Alex only knows how to make meals for one, susan is on a perpetual diet, hank just cooks... i don't even know how to explain hank, it just tastes like exhaust fumes and oil when he is done.

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Moonstruck Mother Memoir – Steamy Spa Session

And this handsome man here with me is my partner, hank! we'll be mending your bodies, promise!” “please,” said hank as he gestured for the massage tables, “remove your bathrobes and relax. we'll get to work shortly.” connor didn't know what to say.

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Breaking in Modruk part 5

The human was cushioned up against the monstrous form of the largest orc in the house, hank.

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Chapter IV: Feeling a little Grizzly

"my name's hank, by the way. hank frankfurter." "hank frankfurter, huh?" caleb replied, shaking the man's slimmer paw. "i bet you got a lot of jokes about that at school." hank shrugged absently, smiling softly. "i did.

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Wrecking Crew

hank shuffled over to the gigantic hole where there was once another building.

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Trapped heat

His underwear had been removed and between his legs was the black furred bunny john identified as hank. from his vantage point he could see a thick pink shaft as it slid slowly in and out of hank's muzzle.

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Touchdown

Next to her in the grass was hank, her trusted spotter and partner from her days as a sniper in the service. the pair sat nearly motionless and silent for what seemed like hours. hank finally whispers to her, "why the hell are we out here doing this?""

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