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04/23/2016

But the line was hours long and when he finally got there he was no longer registered

"His cock and balls voted to get right to work, while his wolf screamed for a closer sniff of her neck, and his hands begged for more of those perfect, pert tits."

Charmed in Vegas -- Michelle Fox

Posted at 03:57 AM in Animal Husbandry, Respiration, Supernatural |

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