Otter's Daily Life- Poker

Sure, they were only ken, fawks, and kaya, but still. ken brought over some wine and it wasn't much longer until they were playing strip poker. jean whispered something to fawks and kaya and they looked right at kyle's crotch, giggling.

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Surrender: Chapter 1

She could barely imagine how ken must have felt. “kenny?” her voice was a whisper, but amongst the silence, she’d might as well have screamed. ken didn’t move. he couldn’t move. his mouth hung open, and not a stutter escaped his lips.

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Life of Phil

We were walking in the street until ken saw someone that he knew. he pressed me to keep walking and pretend not to notice the fur, but it didn't matter since the large, black panther could smell ken. he turned around and called out, "ken!

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Tale 5 - Guild Requirements

Though, with a creature like ken to converse with, he found himself fighting to keep from getting too distracted. and there was a lot about ken to distract him. "alright, augmentation. just what do you think the guild can change about you?" ken asked.

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Chapter 3 - Views of Maturity

ken, seeing ray's knot starting to bulge out, moved his hands to it and pressed lightly, still licking the insides of that gargantuan cock. what did it was when ken squeezed ray's knot strongly. ray came hard, and ken had no other choice but to swallow.

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Tainted Love - Chapter 4

However, ken was not the only one marveling at things.

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St. Charles College

ken smiled back. he wasn't shy, he was happy all of this was happening. "only one: can i yiff you now?" chris smiled. "yes. yes you can." he walked to a very nervous ken.

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Otter's Daily Life- Outing

Jean snuck over to the door to their booth and whispered to ken: "how many people are lined up?" "seems like six so far, should be a nice evening." replied ken, enjoying his status as bouncer.

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Prowlers - Like father like son

ken then spat a spitball on her bunghole and used a thumb to loosen up the tight hole. as the slut she was she made her fake moans of pleasure. ken didn't care. ken then got behind her, aligned his cock with her tight hole and slowly pushed inside.

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YELLOW Triangles

Later, that afternoon my friend ken told me his strange and unlikely a story.

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Interview at the Quad Buster

ken nodded, making another note on his pad. a human female walked by, pouring a little more of ken's drink. he took a sip before continuing.

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Sleeping Away The Heat [Commission]

Canine somewhere in their family tree, and that meant ken also had a bit of a canine trait.

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