Hellhounds: Pleasure (Part 1)

I've grown accustomed to the odor of sweaty socks when i was young. your feet don't smell any different." "heh. i suppose not."

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Hidden Talents (By Andarius)

I have to be at least four times his size, if not more, and even as a young hoss, i still have at least two and a half feet on him. whenever he stands at my feet, i'm forced to look down to catch his gaze.

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Hidden Talents (Gift-fic for Zwoosh)

I have to be at least four times his size, if not more, and even as a young hoss, i still have at least two and a half feet on him. whenever he stands at my feet, i'm forced to look down to catch his gaze.

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The Foreman

Surprised, i accept it and rise to my feet. i blink when i'm pulled into a warm and sweaty hug that's all muscle and feel a tender kiss to the top of my head. "hell of a mouth you've got there, pussy." i blush. "gimme your phone." i look up. "what?

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"Well Deserved Celebration" - Story by Kaz

The two males sized each other up for just a moment before they lunged at each other, alex's teeth baring as he made a guttural growl, planting his feet in a strong

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The Black Stable

Otto stands over you, watching you lick the sweaty floor. "lick the bench, too." stod raises his foot to give you access. you close your eyes and lick the sweaty leather padding. you turn pleading eyes to otto.

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Noah and the Fennec's Scent

Doing as the fox told him, noah outstretched his tongue again, dragging it over the pair of plump, sweaty balls.

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Not the Same

Dash muttered while quickly taking the soiled underwear from henry's hand, tucking them down into his satchel which lay at his feet.

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Sharing With Your Roomie

Doug's laughter almost blocked out the noise the gorilla made upon the moment he felt a foot of horsecock begin its slow way into the dark hunk's ass.

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Not The Same

Dash muttered while quickly taking the soiled underwear from henry's hand, tucking them down into his satchel which lay at his feet.

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