A Fox, a Dog and a Raven - Chapter 49 (Inner Demons)

Kisame spat, his breathing heavy and laboured. sasuke responded by drawing his sword and pointing it at kisame. "come on then!"

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Chapter VIII: Make It Real, Or Else Forget About It

The shepherd spat on the table before him and growled - but rather than getting angry, the rottweiler just laughed. "looks like the puppy needs a diaper for his mouth, too," he said, grinning.

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Winning More Than a Game

While he worked his cock, jacob spat into his paw and leaned over him, violently ripping the back of his pants down and fingering the warm, makeshift lube into his ass. "turn, pup." "a-aghn.."

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The First Penitatas - Rejuve Day

Where he an adult, he'd have spat something back at him, or just plain spat. as a five year old, he couldn't muster that kind of bravado. just seeing the anger in kadan's eyes was enough to make the penny begin crying again.

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The First Time (2020)

Spray about the bed sheets in a huge arc, the anus squeezed the knot tightly as he heard sam growl before that huge wolf dick throbbed once more and another load of wolf cum spat out into that tight back passage.

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Meerdebt (2020)

The rat spat again as he lowered his snout down, heaving heavily now and answered. "one from my crew, you already know this."

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Ch. 20 -- A Warm Place

Frankly, i am amazed you ever took the time to breed", shannon spat. "or found someone you considered worthy enough to put in you."

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A Dragon Slayer's Heart: Chapter 9 -Captivity-

Roland spat. "you all wouldnt know it any other way...." "commander roland...i am not your enemy...not yet...."

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A Fox, a Dog and a Raven - Chapter 50 (Inner Demons)

Kisame spat, his breathing heavy and laboured. sasuke responded by drawing his sword and pointing it at kisame. "come on then!"

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Step One: Fear

Wrinkling his muzzle, rael spat a simple, marring mouthful of blood over its face, before grasping a great handful and tearing it clean from the wall.

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Friend? (TWC ch3)

He spat curtly, pointing her to a tiny hatchet. the log yard was filled with felled trees, presumably cut down by other men to be cut to log size here. the girl picked up her hatchet and looked at it curiously.

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