Alone

Sam shook his head, pulling out a pair of boxers from the basket, folding them and placing them aside. "thank you, honey" his mom said walking into the room, "what were you day dreaming about?

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Erotic Fairy Tales# 3 Little Red Ridding Hood

She stopped at a cross roads to take a break, putting the basket down. "all this skipping can get a girl hungry" she sighed. "i hope grandma wont mind if i take a little nibble." little red bent over to rummage through the basket of goodies.

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A Simple Job

He couldn't even leave this basket until the coast was clear. overhearing how the chef was away for the night, the guard set the basket down in the kitchen's storage room.

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A Rat's Ass

Having disposed of the evidence, he bundled the discarded clothes, papers and victuals in his basket and waddled, legs wide apart, towards the safety of the tunnels.

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A Day Off

Red smiled as she took the basket, suddenly feeling a great relief flood over her at the return to familiar territory.

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Glazed Apples

He saw his seed go flying through the tubes, go shooting towards the baskets of apples. it was thick and plentiful, and a full basket got a glaze from that. "ayep, one down. lots more to go." "how...how many..." "lots."

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More Than a Companion

Finishing our little picnic, we packed everything back into the basket. "wanna go for a quick walk in the woods?"

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Here Comes Peter Cottontail

The youth reached out and shook its free paw while he took the basket from the hare. "what are you?" the youth asked as he looked into the basket that contained brightly colored eggs and assorted goodies. "i'm the easter bunny! well...

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A Honeymoon to Remember

The large mare said with a laugh then looked to the basket in sinasa's paws and smiled "so what are you up to? cooking for two?" sinasa smiles and looks to hir basket "well sort of. my wife is going to be cooking tonight. we just got married."

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Like a Glove

Grabbing onto the basket's handle with his teeth, the male lifted his head and pranced behind natasha as they went in the open back door.

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