Makin' yer own luck...

The big boar explained... as his fat palm slid up and down the unicorn's inner thigh. cameron chuckled softly as he watched the big boar preen and flirt...

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Piglets

And he reacted, as a boar who wanted sons so badly as in he fucked me as often as he could and left as much boar sperm up me as he could.

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Tribe Wars: Replanning.

As the boar swung, hawk seemed to twitch. the boar missed, and hawk was up in a second, and moving with a speed you wouldn't guess, got behind the boar. crack! suddenly, reaper was looking the boar in the eyes as it fell. "bastard."

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A Breakout and A Bath

The wolf-sheppard thought he had the boar all horny but he didn't expect what happened next.

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Supervore: A New World

In a matter of seconds the customer from hell had vanished down the boar's throat, the only traces of her existence left a few stray yellow feathers and the boar's protruding gut.

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The Infernal Administration: The Bruiser (Chapter One)

One of the cats threw the boar at the devil's feet. "this one seems to be in charge, sir." "are you hurt?" the devil knelt and placed a gentle hand on the boar's shoulder. the boar shook his head. "let me help you up."

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Jay-Jay Finds His Way Home

Slowly jacob started to melt into the big boar, gently snuggling and kissing as he rocked his hip slowly. he snuggled into the big boar's belly and clung tightly, gently kissing and nuzzling.

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Jay-Jay Finds His Way Home Chap 1

The boar was old-school, it seemed. who wasted their time and resources making printouts? then again, the boar was a walking anachronism. he wore a suit that looked straight out of history books.

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Trail 13

At twenty five a lot of furs were older furs to the boar but this bear was apparently almost twice his age, and made sure to inform the boar that that meant he had many more years to practice his fucking.

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Chapter 2

Picking his hips up the boar angled his thrusts down into stu's mouth. the fat balls clapping and slapping against stu's face as the boar fucked it.

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Training the Witches' Pet

His eyes drawn back to the boar mick paused for a second, trying not to gaze at the two boar's naked bodies and really failing miserably, feeling an unbidden jump from his cock even as he weighed up his options.

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