Lead Astray: Thank You

I'd like to thank you, roman. i wish there was a way to repay you... anyway.. i know you are probably tired of hearing about my fucked up life. how was your day? hopefully, we can talk a little more soon.

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I'm Thankful for Fox Knots

"it looks like you've already eaten thanksgiving dinner, ma, and you never even told me what you were thankful for!" kai chuckled, referring to a family tradition of reciting something one was thankful for each time they added more food to their plate.

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Farming with dragons A gift of thanks

So we devised a way to thank you". "i asked symphony how i should thank you we came up with an idea after i said "i wish i could thank him with sex he's so hot and i bet he is big to its my dream to find out".

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The Thanks Giving Mansion |vore|

thankfully it was lit up by beams of light that radiated between large cracks in its walls. your friend whispered, "my cousins aren't around, they went back outside."

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One Heck of a Thank-You

Although, next time i'll expect you to be doing the thank-you to me!" i paused.

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Thank Goodness for Lonesome Roads

I'd say that's something to be thankful for, wouldn't you?" with his paw moving faster on his little cocklet, raccoon realized he'd never felt closer to his dad.

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Thank you for your Service

"thank you, so much, for your service, honey," he soothed, running dextrous paws all over her brow and shoulders, pulling her in for the deftest kiss.

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Shira's Big Enough, Thanks

“nah, i’m happy enough as it is, thanks.” the stranger glared quizzically at the two-inch tall dragoness. “i could step on you without breaking my stride, you know. you _want_ to be a pathetic, _little_ thing like that?”

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Thank a Teacher Day 3

“mmmfph… is this a good way… to thank you?" virgil asks, feeling the bulge stiffening between louis's legs. “oh, you know it!" louis chirps back, his tongue flicking around that nipple, stiffening it.

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Thank a Teacher Day 2

Louis Dellid knows not to say to his former student. Instead, the professor stares at Virgil, the large, powerful younger male, and he licks his lips, coughing. But immediately after that shock, he holds his hands up, waving them in a panic. “Please,...

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