Twilight: Bella Swan and the Five Werewolves

Immediately he ran out the backdoor, scared and furious at what he saw. he sprinted toward bella, even as she screamed, "jacob, run!"

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Commission: Never Interrupt a Gryphon

Each time it throbbed inside of his backdoor, the knot rubbed against his prostate. he arched his body and groaned as his cock jumped. this time he couldn't hold back the roar as he came.

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Brook and the Beast

He stepped to the side, revealing his open backdoor, leading into the kitchen. "are you serious?" the wolverine asked, his eyes narrowing and claws dragging across the ground.

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Reindeer Games: Dasher

And, just like that, spurt after thick spurt of seed flooded the wolf's backdoor passage, slick and drooling out around the length of the reindeer's dick, his powerful, throbbing member promising more, even then.

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Meet Me in the Cornfield (Patreon Extreme)

The backdoor of the house swung open to reveal a t-shirt and shorts clad boy. he was young, perhaps fourteen years of age and he certainly looked it. he was average for the most part, his body being healthy and he wasn't too tall or short.

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Twin Locks (Commission)

The tight grip on his maw, and the sudden warm and wet muscle bracing his backdoor. the wolf made sure his moans were muted. the wolf's claws fell over joel's chest. fingertips twisted and pulled the feline's nipples.

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Ranch Rounds - Rhydon

He presses the head of his thick cock against her tight backdoor and groans as it slides through the tight ring into her body.

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The Cat's Stroll 20

**chapter 20:** **wan tanpei** * * * duty at the backdoor's forest entry post could be said to be pretty tedious, but also important.

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From Bar to Car to Home

As you stare in awe at his need, he slips a giant finger into your tight backdoor. you gasp and groan as the digit works its way deeper inside you, yelping as it hits a special little button.

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Old Brown Mare Ain't What She Used to Be

He felt the warm smear of lubricant over his delicious-looking backdoor, flagging his tail again to make jake's preperation easier.

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Doll House

The little shit began to push and shove himself deep into her guts, stretching her previously virgin backdoor wide.

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