Protectors of the Tribe – The Gift of Fire

As though it was mocking him, the enhanced strength of his body yearned to be let loose. gron felt a trapped animal inside him scrabbling to be free, as though he had caught it in a pit trap that had been too shallow.

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Chapter 1: The Same Old Story

They were complex and frail, always pushing you to yearn for things you could not have and breaking you to pieces if you got them. story of everyone's life.

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A Wolf's Tale

The wolf in him yearned to lick her jaw in a submissive manner. the man in him simply stretched his neck and started licking the folds of her cunt directly above his eyes.

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Taking Him Deeper

He'd wanted it, craved it – and only yearned for so very much more of it as he got his arse filled again and again.

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Sam the Were-Donkey

The tool contained just above his changing feet was straining and throbbing with every beat of his strengthening heart, yearning to be free as it pushed hard into the towel. sam's olive-sized balls dropped in their sac as they began to swell.

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Oasis

His brother yearned for a release, and in so would come to regret it in the end. and cherish it all the more.

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The First Disciple

My life was missing purpose, and i yearned for a sign to show me the way. now that i think upon it, perhaps my yearning was what led me to my master that night.

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A Wolf's First Love Part 8: Three very big words

Will could feel the heat radiating off of the fox, he yearned for the fox to fill him.

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Breeder versus Predator

yearn for it. it threatens you… it is swallowing you. you feel the flare at your cocktip. and… you shoot. but it doesn’t end. even when you feel your dick shoot, he continues. he keeps going and pushing, and hammering.

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Aren't We Lovely Ch.2 (Pony Tf, Tg)

A hollowed vacuum built up inside of you, yearning to be filled. yearning. you didn't want to yearn! you didn't want rarity's head nestled between your legs licking away as if someone glazed you over with cherry syrup.

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