Fucking His Father

Golden light streamed in where the curtains had not quite closed, splashing off his father's mane, his shoulders, the line of his spine, and cody could not help but ease his fingers over that tentative ridge of spine, how everything about his father was so

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Giving In to His Urges

He stared out his bedroom window watching the snow fall as he began to feel the nightly stirring in his loins. he let out a deep sigh and dropped his pants, letting his former manhood spring free. he looked down and wrapped his paw around it.

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His Service to the Queen

his smile was kindly, at first, but when the queen saw a teasing curl of a grin forming on his muzzle, she pulled her paws from his chest and gripped the base of his length tightly.

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His Mother's Friend

his chest heaved, wall-eyed as he reached up to wipe his mouth dry of his drool, staring hungrily at her cunt, soaked and colored white with his seed.

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Taking His Daughter

Ropes snarled, powering into her as his tail lashed the air. he needed her, even after cumming once, his balls aching to spill yet another load, his passion high.

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I am his

Another blue stripe ran from his muzzle to his forehead, turning black there and covering his ears. gatomon's surprise gave way to anger when she saw his mischievous grin.

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Finding His Place

He blinked back at them, trying not to let his trembling paws give his nerves away. an unexpected tug at his shirt collar demanded his attention. he turned toward it to find that one of the mechanical claws had caught his shirt.

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His Touch (Meowcles)

He had his hands resting behind his head to show me his heavy muscular frame with an anticipating smirk sprawled on his fuzzy face.

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Watching His Wife

And he couldn't wait until his bunny was back in his arms. vaughn, bellowed, stomping, his ropey tail lashing, sending his seed into her backside, though it was sure that it was not the first load he had dumped up in there since their play had begun.

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