Thicker: Chapter Seventeen

**Thicker** **Chapter Seventeen** ** ** **1577** Gehart groaned, sinking deep into the back seat of the car, though there was nothing a fur of his sheer size could do to hide himself. He was too big, too round, swallowing up the car rather...

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Sharing Puppies, Part 3

Was the cold tension in his gut horror, or arousal? he found himself just staring at burger again, and the bull seemed almost more comfortable with that. he had to be used to other guys looking at him like an animal. "aren't you proud of rosco?"

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