Spending Spree

The brown-furred beauty shivered as she felt the rounded tip of the rotisserie spit press against her tender pucker.

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Back to Basics

He picked up the rotisserie style dragon and set him in down in front of him on a plate, sliding the pole away. fox moved to ft's head and gave a few more sniffs drool spilling onto ft's snout.

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Suncrest - Chapter 2

He knew the rabbit was big, but he'd only eaten one rotisserie stick. how was he already so full he could barely move? lying back in the grass, he could hear the other meat sticks taunting his weakness.

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International Incedent

Aaru motioned for an attendant to begin; the proud feline chef was honored to be sweating next to the fire as he slowly turned the long rotisserie spit.

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Flame's rising (Chapter 1 of my second story of my Yu-Gi-Oh Series)

Jake let out a sigh of relief at that, then heard the rotisserie ding and went to check the chicken.

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Michael's Interlewd

So, they had a rotisserie for dinner with lawrence enjoying his beer and michael flavoring his filtered tap water with lemonade crystal light.

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In the Shadow of Moonlight - Ch. 13

Roughly dropping her bags on the sidewalk, she tore off the lid of one of the rotisseries and began messily peeling long strips of chicken off.

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Wolf Packin'

With an easy twist, he thrust into me, pinning me between them like a rotisserie. i tried to moan, but it was choked out by the sausage in my throat. i couldnt move, and the wolves pounded me in rhythm, whipping me like a ragdoll. i was maxed out.

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A small town welcome, Pt. 11 End

Fred let out a long moan, how this fox was able to keep cock in his muzzle the whole time was just as confusing, but there it was the fox keeping fred's cock in his muzzle like a rotisserie chicken.

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Sweetiepie's Ending

She leaned way over, propping herself against the rotisserie. she presented her backside to be spitted. lance dropped to one knee and lined up the spit. "relax your muscles, sweetie. it's going in now," he told her.

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