Spring in the Valley

He pulled back, letting topsy's tip hang on his lips. their tongues danced together across the spiral head. topsy lowed overhead, the noise strangled around the longneck's throbbing rod.

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Lemony Snippits

"that's one reason why i went with topsy." the swimmer stopped laughing suddenly and looked over at her companion. "topsy, quiet? that'll be the day."

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XXXMAS Day Twenty - ABDL

topsy," arthur giggled. caleb planted his mr. topsy's feet on the carpet and made a motion of walking until mr. topsy reached the castle. "wow, your castle looks amazing. you're very lucky to live in such a beautiful place." "you can move in too, mr.

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Commission: Blocking the Path/Making a Pact

It took topsy several seconds of teasing the cock before he opened his eyes. lust filled them for a moment before he glared and snorted at the longneck. the smell hit topsy first.

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Commission: Cera's Exploration

He could feel both their heartbeats, his as it made his tunnel throb around the cock, and topsy's as it made him pulse inside of the tight slit. topsy began to thrust, slowly at first. he barely moved his hips but he didn't have to.

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The Test

"i-i mean topsy said..." he stopped when the older longneck made a choking sound. grandpa tried not to break out laughing at his grandson. he shook his head and smiled, "don't worry about what topsy said.

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LBT: Sharptooth Attack

Like topsy, she knew that the younger three-horn had been playing around with littlefoot for a few months now. she had managed to talk topsy into being calm about it and letting their daughter have her fun with her friends.

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A Traitor of Reluctance

topsy seemed to cool down a little, but there was still a hint of rage in his eyes. "all right, but..." he growled. he was stopped though, as an old female threehorn stepped in from behind. "now now, topsy. no need to get too worked up."

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Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-eight

"but why topsy?" fatty asked, sitting down once more with a thump. i shifted my eyes to the grass beside him. despite my surety, i didn't have a composed answer at hand.

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Land Before Time: Cherry Picker

Cera's eyes were locked onto that joining as topsy backed away slowly. his rod was glistening with her step-mother's juices as it retreated from her body.

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Evolution Part I: Chapter Twenty-nine

"come on topsy, show us how to open the lock." i grinned at the dogs' shared enthusiasm.

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