The Models

The caracal took off his clothes, leaving them folded on his chair. then he walked up behind agnes and slid into her with a soft squishing sound. "oooh, yes!" agnes said.

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Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 35: The Bad, The Bold and The Brazen

He said to the caracal. the caracal knew what his colleague wanted. he grabbed the tail and stinger of the scorpion-man that was behind him and pointed it at chemar like a spear.

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Gooey Origins and Scholarly Adventures

Guru pulled the caracal off his shaft, leaving a healthy mouthful of goo behind as he did.

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Nightworld 02: The Prey Dynamic

The caracal cried, approaching. he looked jaro up and down, his scar-mottled face seemingly unimpressed. "this is our medic then? the sickly one?" "jaro is fit for operations, kadir," kristian insisted. "made certain myself." the caracal snorted.

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Worth the Wait

Fuck, why had't she just waited for the damn caracal to get back. it took her a moment to realize the caracal wasn't exactly fluffed in anger or disgust.

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You're Home (vore story)

The bearcat circled back to the caracal's front, tuning out from the prey's bickering to grab his ankles.

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Succubus Sorority: Puppets

The caracal leaned on the armrest of her side of the sofa, staring at her phone. her left arm propped her head up, her face illuminated by her twitter feed.

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Mitopanna Savannah Chronicles - Chapter One

As he looked upon tume, the caracal continued. "apparently she took the cub back to the leap, to beg her mother's advice as to what to do with him." "the cub is male?" juakali interrupted with interest.

The Trouble with Coyotes, Part One

The caracal's modest grin belied his abundant history in the matter. "just a hobbyist. with a job. can you send it over?"

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IT: Infant Tech | Chapter 3 [Comm]

As yuri moved to unfasten the buckle keeping the pacifier bulb in his muzzle, bolt watched cinder with trepidation in his eyes as the caracal opened up a container of applesauce.

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Chapter 15 - Confrontation

Mordecai turned to me, and i could see the caracal's face, revealed now that i shot the mask off his head, distorted into a glare of evil so pronounced._ _with great speed--much greater than i could react--the caracal threw his cane at me.

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