Hooray For Our Talkeetna

"i don't wanna have my daily meeting with graham and, uh ... " in her tipsiness, she trailed.

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And Hiding Away

A bit tipsy. you could tell from her voice. from her tone. "you act like you're afraid she's gonna fly away. i mean, i know she's a bat, but ... she loves you." "i know that." field frowned at her.

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The Present Of His Dreams - Part 2

Jon followed suit and shortly they where both naked, they skipped the idea of fore-play, both where tipsy and horny and so decided to just go ahead to the important part. "clear the table will you?.." jon asked as he stood next to the coffee table.

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Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 67 - Looking for the same thing

Considering i already had two shots and was a little tipsy, i was way more open about it than usual. it didn't came in mind that our conversation could be overheard by anyone who were sitting close to us...

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Lovely Nights (W.I.P)

The patron was a bit tipsy which was normal at a place like this. the huger was a now closer friend, they had met when she first started to show up.

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009 - Oh! Even In The Grave! pt.01

. \<3 \<3 \<3 would be an awful shame if someone were to show up on get first dibs on tipsy butters (u?u) much to butters disappointment they didn't recognise any of the monsters in here, no one really got back to them about meeting up either.

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Flying Mile High Chapter 8

Joe became vulnerable as the tingling sensation of being tipsy multiplied by ten-folds. he was completely hypnotised as the beat of the bass drum ran in one ear and out the other.

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Evasiveness of Clouds

Getting slightly tipsy. she wanted to be tipsy for later ... when they yiffed (she and wren). she'd never been tipsy during a yiff. she imagined it might be quite fun. she wondered what it would make her do ...

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Night at the Inn - A rump rangers in ladrania story

He was certainly no stranger to taking it from other men because it didn't take long before i, in my slightly tipsy and really horny state, started picking up the pace.

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So Nice

A tipsy (though restrained, in that ice-born way) eye-smile. her pupils notably dilated.

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Feminine Mystique

It was hard enough to throw a two liter glass bottle into the air and catch it, while also taking orders from a dozen ornery patrons, let alone doing it while even a little tipsy.

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Empty Nest

"and i was tipsy, yes," she admitted. he wasn't sure how to respond to that. only, "i wasn't much less ... uh, tipsy. i forget who that party was even for." a pause. it had been a month ago. "oh.

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