Nothing More Special

I just wanna be around my daughter." a visible wave of relief seemed to wash over the walrus as he raised a hand to his chest. "oh, red. you've struck a cord with me.

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Daddy's Little Girl

An eevee and his young umbreon daughter. incest, rape.

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As Usual, I Was Silent. --13. Labels--

I love you anne, you're my daughter and nothing will ever change that." he hugged me tightly, rocking me gently. "i love you so much, and i'm happy to see you trying to build your own life.

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As Usual, I Was Silent. --14. Five & Two--

Again, sorry for possible bad quality. Been really stressed out and can't seem to make these chapters work. 16 and on should be somewhat better...I hope. Chapter 14 --Five and Two.-- My days grew much less focused on sex, much to my...

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The Lesson - A Gray Muzzle story

Linda was just pouring her first cup when her daughter tiffany blew in. "morning, tiff....." she greeted, cheerfully "want some...." before she could ask, her daughter was heading out. "hey, not so fast! at least have something to eat..."

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Home for the Weekend: Part Four 2/2

Moving up to the table he stepped between his daughter's leg. rubbing the head of his cock over her he started to slowly press into her cunny.

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As Usual, I Was Silent. --7. Mystery--

I paused mid-sentence, about to say 'his daughter' but remembering what he'd told me yesterday, "-the maid." "hello miss anne, i'm calling from the parthgal community medical center.

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Christmas Present

He was also married and a father, maxine, his wife, and theresa, his daughter.

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Simone A Gray Muzzle story

The captain asked for cats, and father/daughter incest. the rest i was given latitude to play with. so, here it is, 'simone'. simone, a stunningly beautiful siamese hybrid sat down at her makeup table. today was her eighteenth birthday.

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Ritual of Fire

He kissed his daughter and then huffed at me, a warning.

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The Horrors of Stonebury: Epilogue

Steven was having trouble showing any real emotion to his daughter.

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A Light Breakfast

Leon smiled and nosed down into the damp fur of his daughter's headfur, one arm sliding around her in a snug embrace, the other dipping down to cup the curve of his daughter's mons pubis lightly in his palm.

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