Unintended Intruder - 12

The smell of incense stung his nose and drew a lust to his manhood. he was certain it was some fancy aphrodisiac supplied by marcy... and he was curious as to where she might be hiding.

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BunnyBoy2

Sure his paw stung - but it was still there. the fox stepped closer, letting go of the lad's arm. "what? you think i do something worse? ah - bet you was ready to pee yourself. maybe you remember this lesson."

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Bondage Stream Story 6: Protein Fuel

It stung as it zapped his flesh. "what was that for?" "so you understand us." the voice was thick, chirpy, and deep all at the same time, sounding discordant and wrong. but it was understandable.

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Gryphon's Lust

They stung and spasmed, begging for relief after every throb. "i'm cl-close," rayik clacked lustfully. "same here. you're so big...so hard..." "thank your tight hole for that." makaidos endured only a few more throbs.

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Bold Desertion

Now her hands moved to grip at my chest, those claws digging in just a bit, but i didn't mind too much, it only stung just a bit.

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Sirius: Book Two - Battlefields: Chapter 3: Family Ties.

His paw still stung from where the acidic craganii blood fell on him, but he'd gotten nothing more serious than a bare paw. his fur would grow back, hopefully.

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Finding One's Way; Chapter 6 - Michael

My chest stung, my eyes stung, my soul stung, and all the while a warm hand rubbed slowly along my back. "shhh...it's okay michael." he whispered soothingly in my ear. my hands gripped his shirt tightly as i cried harder.

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Battered Boar: Davie (Part 1 of 6)

It stung my throat but he growled into the night. “fuck yeah boy, that's it." he humped at my face, for oral it was far more intense than anything i'd ever done before. i gagged and took it, all i was good for was his pleasure.

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Lost in Transit

Lazmer's hope was sinking fast, the smell stung at his nose.

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After Your Meal

The darkness was cold yes, but this place was hot and it burned and stung. the cold, cool darkness numbed. maybe my body was right, why should i continue to suffer.

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