If It's Pink

The handsome, long-haired foxcoon gasped. "why are you calling me a girl, though?" the foxcoon muttered. aaron grinned again and rubbed up under the boy's chin. "'cause it sho' as fuck _looks_ like one...

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Bitching, Binding, Bouncing

He locked eyes with the foxcoon, frowning again. he was still fingering his ass, somehow managing to look quite stern. "suppose i need to leverage you. tell me something embarrassing." the foxcoon's face fell blank.

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