Fishing for a bear 4

dallas felt tears welling in the corners of his eyes, "because..." dallas stammered. dallas looked up into adam's big green eyes. dallas felt adam's grip tighten, and he cried out in pain. "stop it, you're hurting me."

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Human Bitches Chapter Eight: Naked Workout Part 1 of 2

"dallas," said gregor, the word carrying a depth of meaning to it, at once a sign of annoyance, welcome, and friendship despite the present mood of the speaker, which was sleepy. dallas, being dallas, just grinned at the big cat.

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Gathered Around the Fire(-Type)

dallas asked. beau was surprised by this question but he nodded. dallas made an extra hard hump right away, slamming himself in deep.

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Pride Month Story - Unmasked Pride

It's me, dallas." "dallas," richter said with an even wider smile. i remembered i had never told him my full name before. he chuckled and stepped to the side. "cute. come in! no need to stand in the hallway.

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Wedding Mouse, 5 of 7

"dallas?" nadine was trooping up the hillside, she squinted at troy where he sat in the dark. "not dallas," she sighed. troy nodded to his side. "have a seat. he'll be around eventually, he's still playing houston."

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Road Dogs: The Passenger

His coming out to his best friend and mate, dallas. their first kill together in the abandoned farmhouse he had rigged up to surprise dallas with his first pup. his first student with dallas, a pup named robbie goldpaw.

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Fishing for a bear part 2

dallas shook his head no; even though he knew adam couldn't see.

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Wedding Mouse, 3 of 7

dallas's fear. full of dallas's fear. "he's in pain. cancer." "but he was good to us, he was..." dallas shook. "he's not dying is he? why's he making you do that, troy? fred's good, he's nice, he's..." "he's just in pain. it's okay, i...

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Space Sisters

A look of confusion passed over dalla's face, "dalla run, there is still time for you to go and hide and...and..."

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Mondays Are Always the Same

"hi dallas," i say, my eyes lingering on his crotch for a moment, knowing what was hidden there. i felt myself start to get hard again and hoped for him to demand a blowjob. you see, like me, dallas knew about this kinda stuff before everyone else too.

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