Pit Stop

Commissioned by [ ](/u/irving)[@irving](/u/irving) kiroki goes into heat during her jog, good thing she finds a nice lion to help her out.

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When the Wolves Come to Midgard

Indeed, this irving was on base for a short while, hailed as a brewmaster and acquirer of alcohols.

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Office Party Favor [Commission]

“what’s the matter, irv? never opened a fortune cookie before?” asked a deep voice, and she knew why rufus was teasing irving. she could feel the hot glans of the human cock trying and failing to strike the center of her y-shaped folds.

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Queen of The Forest

Nor was it enough to discourage irving, no matter how long his backpacking trip had proven to be.

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The Host With the Most

With irving's eyes still half-lidded, dawn turned her gaze to bridgette, the eager feline shooting such a glare at the mouse that she had to bury her face in irving's cheek; she didn't want to answer to the sensations that spread throughout her body when their

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Knocking on Opportunities Door.

Commissioned by [ ](/u/irving)[@irving](/u/irving) rebecca just can't resist an older man, so when the opportunity presents itself, she all but throws herself at her much older professor.

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Chapter I: Sons of the Fathers

irving scruffed his daughter's hair, "don't be bashful, maurie... your daddy's sucked his fair share in his time." that only made her blush more, "dad? really?" irving chuckled, "sure...

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Beating Him Without Even Looking

After a blowjob like that, of however, irving wouldn't have cared all that much about the forgotten steaks...

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Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 15 (Revised)

irving was 47 years old, but right then, his voice cracked. "ah... p-p-please h-hold." irving stuttered in his suddenly high-pitched voice, addressing the captain on the other end of the line. with one finger, irving nervously shifted his collar.

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