Over the Oven's Edge | An Entree Commission

Harriet nodded and closed her eyes, feeling the gentle drizzle of fragrant olive oil along her chest and down her belly to her pubic mound.

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The Oracle, Part 4 Priest or King

It's a much better lube than olive oil when you are in water. the olive oil washes off too quickly in the warm salt water of the bath. but boar grease is less susceptible to warm water."

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Commission: Mad Science Theory

Not just any lube, the dragon was actually using some olive oil. he was aching to ask why, but once again he opted to keep his mouth shut for now. a quirk swirl of the dragon's fingers slicked up his tailhole.

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Crisp and the Mansion

Those old rags were soaked in olive oil. all icky and gross. he needed something to wear, and the outfit was one he'd just picked out himself. "yeah... i need to wear something clean and good looking." as he drew his hand back.

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That crazy high school drama supernatural crime fighter story every writer makes eventually.

Our killing method is simple, baseball bats, metal ones, blessed with olive oil. i know, the cooking stuff? well, when noah sent out the dove, the dove came back with a olive leaf.

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Mileage

Once placed on the table face up, the captive would be covered in a substance that had a similar appearance to olive oil. while doing this, we would gently stroke the captives member in an effort to calm him.

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Demophagiai

"there's olive oil in my house, and... i can get you an audience with a royal court! i've sold oil to a few of them--" the scythian tossed his head to the side and he grabbed his cheeks and patted the small wounds..

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Adipose City: White Rose

Leaving the communications room for the executive dining suite, the mediterranean man followed the soothing smell of pasta soaked in butter and olive oil, heaped high with a pile of meatballs

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Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Forty-fifth Entry

Spending a moment to kiss her "mother in the field," the two trading tongue, rael took a small ceramic flash adel handed her, and looked at it quizzically before twisting off the stopper and giving it a sniff: olive oil.

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Sacrifice - Commission for Makuta

He didn't know what it was, but it mixed alongside the olive oil into his fur. he guessed it to be animal fat. finally she pulled out a sack of bread crumbs and tossed handfuls of it all over his body.

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The Oracle Part 5 Sacrifice

Father used the "extra virgin" olive oil to lube up my bristly shaft. having a rather pointed penis made taking someone's virginity a lot less painful than you would think even when you are as large as i am. that is if you take it slow.

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Avalonian Misadventures: The Lost Village

"olive oil," the canine replied, letting out a little murr as he poured some down his shaft and pressed the tip of his penis to the fox's hole. "you'll wanna relax for this." "tama, wha--" kei began.

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