Suited for the Show

He rubbed his hand all over his face with a series of squirks, leaning against the door. he nearly overbalanced as it just swung open from the pressure.

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Bounce House Party

He shifted his hips casually, squirking his tail against the throne's back.

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Open for Business

When he moved the two materials squeaked and squirked together softly. he'd smile to customers, somehow, through that suit, and gesture out at the store welcomingly.

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Wishful Thinking & Unfortunate Circumstance

** squirk! squeak! ** with one hand on his cock, ross gently bounced his foot on the balloon, watching it distort and squish with the weight. _ ohh.. ohh! ross! oh.. i'm gunna.. gunna pop! _ ** squirk! squeak!

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A Toy's Park

He trembled as his speedo squirked against the unicorn. whickering playfully, the toy gave a wink over its shoulder and the handles seemed to tug down flush to its body, keeping sean from letting go.

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The Other Way to Take the Knot

He stood from the sheets with a few squirks his polished thighs against one another and his newly enlarged rubber balls.

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A Toy's Seat

The pooltoy ground his hips down onto the employee with a happy groan, his tail squirking as it wagged back and forth above the otter's hair.

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Stop in for a Ko-Fi

Every motion elicited a loud squirk and creak between the honedge and its platform. his breathing was heavy and his energy was nearly gone.

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Whistling Dixie

Squeeeiiiirk squirk squirk!” san was squealing loud, his legs spread wide, his thighs quivering in anticipation, but his voice was cut off as rusty gripped his throat. “ain’t no one give a shit what sounds that dick holster makes,” rusty rumbled.

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Pool

squirk. squeak! it felt like something new was stuck to me, down by my hips. i couldn't get a good hold of it, but i could see what it was: a smooth, rubbery handle, which squeaked as i rubbed it, and just felt like a part of me.

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