The Rights of a Slave: Prepwork

blair's latex gloves squeaked as she turned onto the highway.

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How to Train Your Bunny

Sam wants to fuck blair's husband but he's a bit to large for him. being the good wife and lover to both, she lends him a helping hand. blair giggled at what the arctic hare just said.

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Leaving On A Jetplane

Riley whispered to him with such sincerity that there was no doubt in blair's mind that the words were true. "i know." blair whispered back as he leaned forward, the mouse's hands wrapping around the side of his head as blair leaned forward.

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London Flats: London Need

He heard his bed creak and turned, looking at blair, who had sat on the edge of the bed, smiling and patting the bed, reminding the canine why blair was in there to begin with. asher blushed a little redder, making blair laugh out loud.

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A long Night

blair sat up and looked down at the dire wolf. "from a barbarian to a gentleman i see." blair purred as she watched her lover move his head closer and closer to her red, bushy, black pussy.

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The Red Recluse Pt. 2

Kristy got up close to blair's face with a scowl. blair retaliated by giving her a sloppy, tongue filled kiss and tackled her onto the bed.

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London Flats: London Lust

"yeah, i'm blair. and you are...?" blair extended his paw as he stood, smiling what he hoped was a caring smile and a friendly one.

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Hasten to help

\*why, blair?! why would you leave her to her fate?!\* 'y-you're right...' blair thought, getting up. 'i guess i am the most suited to help her...' \*no, blair!\* the espeon told him. \*you're falling into this guy's trap!

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The File of the Unnameable Predator

"blair's smart. blair's real smart." blair repeatedly affirmed himself. "they always told him that. blair, you're smart. why aren't you more like your father? what are you doing to him, blair? he didn't misuse the milk machines, blair! stop it, blair!

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Highschool - Fitting in and Living Life Ch 9: Better Late Than Never

blair called his own parents, who were used to him sleeping at friend's on weekends anyway. chris took a little while to get up, and blair was in no mood to rush him.

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Blair x Tyr: Chapter Three: Bathing

"good boy," blair trilled, "you're going to fill me up till i'm nice and full aren't you?"

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