Lioness 1

Ray balanced her bag (more casual clothes) on top of her wheeled luggage (formal-ish clothes, by university standards) and fumbled through the manila envelope for keys to room 325, her (double checking, yes that's right) new room.

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Becky's Catch

Tod fumbled with the box, at a loss for how to respond. moments later becky returned wearing nothing but a sports bra and boyshorts clinging tightly to her toned and fit frame.

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Fuck Me Ragged - "Gear."

Bob took his time fumbling around in his pocket for his metal key - the one that his asshole pakistani landlord had given him instead of the standard card key for being a special "live-in handyman".

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A Tale of Two Horses, Act 6

I watch as he fumbles with his keys in the door, stabbing at the round barrel of the union lock searching for the hole.

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Follow the Leader

Reaching into his pocket, he fumbled for his keys, before jumping at a small tugging on the leg of his sweatpants. looking behind him, his eyes widened in shock. it was the lemmings!

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Mice in the Milk

"um ... " his mind fumbled. he was so distracted now, and his body was pounding. he was ... he could feel his heart. "you okay?" he nodded, embarrassed. "yes," he said simply.

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Little Drummer Dog (2)

_ i slowly remove my soaking wet shoes and leave them on the mat; i then fumble around in the dark for the beginning of the hand rail for the stairs.

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Linck's New Friend

He fumbled for the words to express what he was feeling, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to process this unexpected declaration. "b... but... you have so many other friends," linck whispered.

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Chapter 67: Make You a Queen

She fumbled to get her top down and suddenly knew what it was like to be a frustrated male fumbling with all these foolish garments. fuck it! she squeezed tayanita's tit and suckled her right through her top.

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Heart and Paw Cafe: A Nervous Newbie

Often he would fumble with whatever was in his paws and drop it.

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The Man on the Hill

Then he could join in the fun that they were having, 'helping' each other with their costumes rather than just fumbling around and - "mmmph." fumbling around and groping himself.

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The Little Dragon's Fire

Curses in the gravelly tongue of her dragon ancestors streamed from her as she fumbled for the errant spell, but the forces of the world were not so easily halted once set in motion.

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