A History Lesson, Part 2

I picked up my loincloth from where it had fallen the night before, when blossom had knelt at my footpaws and removed it from me as we began our erotic encounter in the usual ritualistic fashion.

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The Birth Of A Jackel

"no, he can stay," i replied as i turned on my stomach so he could pet me more and stretched out to loosen my muscles that had been tensed by my erotic encounter. "tell him that i'll be down in a few minutes." "yes, master."

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Melora's Journey

Then she hurried back along the corridor, wrapped once again in her cloak - which had fortunately been far enough from the energetically erotic encounter to avoid getting soaked - while struggling to move both swiftly and stealthily on her shaky, exhausted

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