War Story Chapter 2

They all will be piloting f-15e "mud hens" there primary purpose will be close range air to ground support. there first flight was to be a transfer to a front line base in saudi arabia.

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The Dragon's Clutch

The rank scent was choking her, the hen's scent rubbed into her scales just as surely as the dragon's scent was being pushed against her.

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The Lesson

Make her come before i do," victor ordered, while he shifted into a higher gear to properly work the hen's back door. george nodded, and did as he was told.

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Breaking a Few Eggs

Jay grabbed the hen's amole breasts and squashed them between his hands. he sunk his face into them, nibbling at her feathers as he gently clawed her sides. mary couldn't believe how good she felt.

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Cecilia

The hens clucked and hopped back as he entered, instead of clustering around to see if he had kitchen scraps. maybe cecilia made them nervous.

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Heritage

The hens were busy tending to more household chores or watching the young chicks. their numbers had grown significantly, and not just because of their mother's prodigious efforts.

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A New Chocobreeder - Chocobotaur + Feral TF(Ver B)

He could see the eager hens in the field, and his simplified mind was screaming at him to breed them, but he had to wait till amatsu was done.

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The Scheme PT:1

**This is a short story. But im going to release it in two parts because I don't want it being too big! It is not my first submittion, but it is the first to be posted. I hope you all enjoy!!! ...

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Down on the Farm

He put his mouth next to the hen's ear and whispered, "wake up, my love." pinte stirred, and opened her eyes. "reynard, she said, "nice to see you." the fox then bent down and licked pinte's nipples on her ample bosom.

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Kara's Misfortune

"i can buy you some new hens, or clean your house, i'm very good at that, but please don't...don't.........." the black dog ignored her.

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Political Negotiations

The harsh start was quickly followed by a rough rhythm, as the drake casually used the hen's rather tight tunnel. over and over again, those pleasuring ridges grind and sawed, tugging and pushing as they traverse the brood hen's depth.

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