Latchkey Friend

He was a good friend, and generally quite a good… or at least _well-meaning_ guy.

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A friendly visit

"this is my friend adam," layrius said when i was struck silent. "he has been living with me for almost a week. adam, this is my old friend gurges ater, it's latin for black hole.

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What Are Friends For

When his friend finds out that he hasn't explored his sexuality he is moved to help. if you like my stuff, please head to my patreon!

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An Old Friend

"i'm sorry man, but it's not my fault," he added, as he noted the look on his friend's face. "fine! you caught me! i wasn't paying attention, okay!

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Burdens - Chapter 83: Unveil

Chapter 83: Unveil Roger had found himself wide awake on the wolf's bed, the wolf's arm around him as it usually was, the covers keeping them warm. In actuality, he had not slept very well, or even much at all the previous night. He was restless, and...

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Friends Forever

It will help us be friends forever!" that day, he engraved the message, saying that they would always be friends, no matter what happened. \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* abby tilted her head onto drew's shoulder, bringing him out of his flashback.

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Kibble - A Canine Adventure

Enquired weskar, wondering if his friend could be delusional from malnutrition. “it’s a complex machine, wesk-a-dog, and there must be a maintenance door somewhere.

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What are friends for?

Bethany panted over at her friend who was sitting on the sofa again on her knees, having just witnessed her brother plunging into her best friend's pussy, looking conflicted. "gods amanda... don't look at us like that...

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Firsts: Friend of a Friend

#2 of friend of a friend so here is part 2 (technically part 3)as promised :) im thinking one or two more with these guys as the chapters are lengthy and such. :) enjoy! as i said before please critique this!

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The Friend

There leaning against the door was his friend, kent, wearing nothing on his vulpine frame but a pair of cargo shorts that stopped at his knees. he was running a finger through his reddish tan fur, wondering about something.

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