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Even now, chloe expected something crude on the dragoness's face. some cruel leer of triumph. maybe something crude was about to leave her lips. something to make the ringtail feel like the garbage she was...
Rafiki's Solution
Only time would tell just what would come from him crudely taking her, but rafiki was not all that worried about that.
Knelle's Night at Freddy's Part II
The thick rod knelle felt in his ass had the noticeable give of flesh now and the ooze was unmistakably precum and not crude. "what's happening to me?" knelle whimpered into the tile.
A shameful secret...
He could tell that his crude flattery was having an effect on the highborn mare, smell it as well as the scent of her wetness drifted up to his wide nose.
Win or Lose
He leaned back against his chair and crudely placed his large footpaw over the table, causing it to rattle under its weight.
The Simple Things. Chapter Ten.
He spoke under his breath crudely and looked away. i gave him a nudge with my elbow, he winced and gave me a smile in return. "it's true!" "i'm not denying it."
His friend, "Rath" - Chapter 1
Even weirder is that the idol had crafted from crude metal. possibly from a metal vein in the cavern's wall? but...? tis so queer. so very queer.
Burning up for Rapidash
It may not have been for him, not then and there, but it was still a divinity to be taken in the pounding of his cock, slamming in hard and fast, crudely devout.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Seven.
Still playing off the crude inside joke. he didn't laugh at all or show any reaction. i sat up a bit, groaning with a wince. a hand steadied me. "i'm fine really." i chuckled a bit. "just feel...exhausted." shacking my head.
Exile: Midnight Contingency
"where it not for the crudeness of our enemy, we wouldn't have to adopt such crude weaponry for ourselves." two shrugged. he didn't mind projectile weapons. he quite liked his pistol.
The Cougar's Captive
He trembled in place and shook the crude bondage horse down to the very core of the frame, and all the while, precum pumped from the end of his draconic length...but it was never allowed to reach the floor.
Dishonorable Banditry
crude words were written on the knight's fur. 'knotsleeve' was the most prominent word smeared across his whole rear with an arrow pointing at his ass.