Depravity - Beck

He glanced into the mirror again and saw recognition in the coonfox's face. she was still uneasy. "sir, i -- i can't, you... n... no, i'm sorry, i can't do that." beck felt sick to her stomach.

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Thickpussy

"you-, just shut your fucking mouth, coonfox," sige huffed. "ooh, gawddamn, it's like like i got a fucking watermelon in there." desmond nuzzled into the carpet. he was pushing back, bucking against the toy and against sige.

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Surfer Types (OLD)

"you're a great dancer, desmond," pan gushed, squeezing both of the coonfox's paws, gazing across the table fondly; beneath, the two of them still sported erections, and the simple truth of the matter was that sex weighed heavily on both their minds.

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Roads Untraveled - Part XIV

Thanks, coonfox, for your immense support and friendship in particular. the story is slowing down just a tad, but starting next chapter it'll ramp back up just as quickly.

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