Public Performance (By Kalebthecat)

_accidentally_ air a live feed of their sexual explorations. he didn't even want to think about the fallout that would cause for him.

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Invasion Ch 5: Attack of the giant cuddle monster

Of course, ehlosians were masters of pleasure; they had millennia to perfect and experiment with sexual exploration. "bet you're wondering what's going on. well pretty ... i'm going to make you cum again."

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The Pavlov Effect; A Fan Sequel

Her sexual explorations were interrupted as the cold mocking voice of the mad scientist was heard once again. "ah, like what you see? do you enjoy your growing additions subject 3?"

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A Helping Hand From Mother

Her husband was an extremely reserved man, and one who never really satisfied her, much less allowed her to sexually explore.

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The Greenmount Chronicles: Chapter 15: Sleep Over

Early on in calvin's sexual explorations, they had been together once. it was a single encounter, but it had been nice. he looked into the dalmatian's eyes. "tell me what you mean, cal," he coaxed. "yeah," mike chimed in.

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The Northern Hunt

The four of them walked and talked together today, and after all of the sexual exploration from the night before, amelia found herself feeling more invigorated and much closer to her companions.

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Pinewoods: Leo & Mike, part 3

He could taste the residue of his own anus, one with which he had grown familiar in his sexual explorations. "no... i like it a lot." he looked up into mike's eyes, the admission soft and quiet. "i've tasted it before..."

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Part One: The Risk of Anonymity

I wasn't even so much offended by the fact that i hadn't had a say in the matter of this sexual exploration; i guess it didn't matter in the end since i enjoyed it so much. regardless... i had a lot of thinking to do.

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Pen Is For China

"Oh. What're _you_ doing up this early?" For a Monday morning, this was an unusual question from mom. Usually it was: _why aren't you up yet!?_ Followed by a cold breakfast and a few miles over the speed-limit. "_Rrmh_... Cabby," her brother sleepily...

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