Drunken Lullabies #18

"mount me, furball. give me- ah!" the griffon gasped when a warm nose was pressed against her folds and a soft tongue slid up and down them.

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Drunken Lullabies #2

Drawing the very juices that were flowing out of it and making the furball sing within his rapid breaths!

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Drunken Lullabies #16

Raining over the bed, painting the walls and ceiling above as theo came against the furball's rear gate!

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Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin)

Can this furball grow like he does? feeling around the furballs for a bit longer and they definitely seemed fuller, but it was difficult to tell due to the change in position.

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Right Behind You

She stated clearly, and the furball's entire body obeyed. growing him over the large mattress; every inch of his body, including that red weapon between her chest.

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Drunken Lullabies #17

Did the furball not pull his tail hard enough? another set of taps in case he miscounted, still resulting in nothing!

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Drunken Lullabies #13

A cry in bliss as the white furball returned into her view, now back to his bear self and gently stroking off her weapon while lapping at her sex.

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What's The Matter Man Act 2

Pulling one of them playfully and hearing the furball sing loudly, even more so when the dragon started to nearly mount him again.

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Drunken Lullabies #11

Loving the playful tease of the furball's resistance, yet her tail wagging wildly in excitement.

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Somewhere Out There Act 13 - All You Wanted

"you should be careful what you say around me, furball." a loud murr as the larger one pressed bartan into the bedding, pinning him in place and nailing that muzzle with a deep kiss. "you'll be provoking me to rival such a thrashing."

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Drunken Lullabies #23

An impatient growl left the furball, making her chuckle but bartan didn't protest past it.

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Drunken Lullabies #7

She trotted towards a drawer and got out a tailor's (measuring) tape, then back to the quite puzzled furball.

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