Urges

Suddenly taken by another urge, the golden sighed and removed the fleshlight from his cock. working his legs underneath him, he got onto his knees, cock jutting out in front of him.

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The Urge

Jasper: come on brian, you know we both have an urge. and you know it needs to be satisfied." brian's doghood began to harden and reveal itself. brian: "b-but i-i..." jasper: "shhhh, come on brian, you know you want to..."

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The Urge

_ her legs are fully locked around him now, ankles crossed at the base of his bobbing tail as she urges him on faster and faster.

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Urges

Years of hiding from the truth of his sexuality had only made the urges stronger, and now he found his horniness bubbling over his insides constantly.

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Urges

This one on the urges, as evident by the title. hope you enjoy. yes, i purposely left it like that at the end.

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Monster

A shy little mouse wearing white robes crept along a rocky path. A plump little rodent who'd be considered a delectable catch by most of the meat eaters in the forest, her meekness was understandable, especially as she was creeping into the territory...

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That Irresistible Urge

#2 of commissioned from me robbie sinclair is going through puberty and is unable to resist the urges that arise from it. **that irresistible urge** **by: veronicafoxx** **for: friskecrisps** robbie was devastated.

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Primal Urges

It was getting close to sunset and everyone was preparing themselves for another night of horrors. They didn't know if that thing was going to come back with a couple more of its monsters, but they weren't about to go outside and find out. This sturdy...

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Spermatosaurus Urges

_so hard that it would make a female pregnant...so much cum that she'd be dripping it for days..._ the urge hit him hard, the urge to breed, the urge to rut.

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A Driving Urge

. :3 **a driving urge** two streaks of rust and white darted through the forest.

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Refract-urged...

Refract-urged... the room closing in composure broken, my shadowed imagination is about to begin...

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Midnight Urges

It was mostly quiet in the Forsythe household, close to two dozen bunnies tucked away in their beds, gentle snores filling the air. And off in a bedroom, laying in one of the ubiquitous hammocks that hung over the bunk beds, a young coyote stared at...

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