Longing

Tyi tried to keep up with his friend, though tyi's footwork was haphazard at best and found himself constantly tripping. scar just laughed a little and straightened him out, and eventually went at a tempo that tyi found to suit his no skill status.

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Ethan in the Locker Room

This was too much for him to bear, and with convulsions of absolute pleasure his dick shot streams of cum, which sprayed everywhere as it bounced haphazardly with the dog's short, forceful thrusts.

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Uninvited: Intro

What better way to do that than to post it haphazardly to sofurry? :d i'm still debating whether i should develop the story or not... anyways, enjoy!

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The Wandering Magician

He picked up his quill and tried to find the mountain range he'd been contouring before his break, as well as his place in the surveyor's haphazard notes.

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Roll in the The Hay

The two males laid together in the pile of soft hay, their clothes tossed aside haphazardly from their lusty haste, but the big hound dog still donning his hat.

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As Time Slowly Fades (Chapter 1: So this is it huh?)

Little crimson blossoms lay spread in a haphazard way around the small bowl. sighing and leaning back, the 20 year old cheetah stared at the mirror in front of him, his own emerald green eyes gazing back at him.

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Breaking For It (Vore Story)

At first, he was just being haphazardly mashed up against the pudgy, rumbly chamber, but after a few moments of finagling, fizzle could feel his head slot right into the navel he was looking at earlier.

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Revitilization: Prologue

The tones of his fur mix together haphazardly where they meet at different parts of his body, looking like they consistently shift and wave through his fur.

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A Large Issue - Thursday Prompt Story [#12, 23/3/23]

The cat began walking past the cat as he spoke, prompting robert to haphazardly turn around. "i wonder how that thing's held up the past month--" "you can't go there!"

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Chrysalis - Prolouge: Butterfly's Lament

One at the age of maybe late twenties; his face was a botichelli angel's wet dream; perfectly smooth angles set in a statue of alabaster skin of the purest, most milky white, framed by soft locks of the same hue, loose and messy, pulled away from his face haphazardly

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