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Its my birthday...
13 years ago
Tommorro.
Not that it matters, its just another day for me. I'm just making sure to beat a few furs to the punch as always.
Not that it matters, its just another day for me. I'm just making sure to beat a few furs to the punch as always.
I like that!
Did your mother have any children that actually lived, Warhorse?
Originality... you clearly don't have.
I was just insulted by the Queen of getting knocked unconscious...
Whatever shall I do...
I'd respect you a lot more if you quit with the 3rd grader insults, btw... because y'know... "Yo mama" jokes and shit are ridiculously immature and only ever used by people who are 10 years old or have problems with their brain...
...OH... I forgot who I was talking to... all those K/Os must have given you brain problems.. My bad.
Hope you have a great birthday weekend.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taG1V-YKRKw
I mean, what?
:3
Happy day of your birth. It's funny, many people can track their date of conception back to mid Februrary, but you were actually born then!
“One,” he hissed before his hand fell like thunder, slapping hard against the rat’s toned right ass cheek, giving the solid muscle a nice stinging pop. Instead of pulling back as soon as his hand connected, Zavis let his hand stay planted against the rat’s ass, letting all the momentum of the swing slam home into the firm rump as he enjoyed the feel of the flesh distorting slightly around his hand before bouncing back in all its muscled glory. “Two,” he hissed, snapping his hand back for another harsh slap, the pop echoing again as he let his hand dig deep into the toned left ass cheek of the rat.
Again and again he slammed his hand into the rat’s lovely ass. Each time varying how he slapped the hot rump in speed, strength, or location. Soon he had the rat’s rump glowing a lovely rosy red color underneath that wonderful brown fur, the warmth his ass originally radiated, nearly tripling in power as he worked the rump over like a trained professional. He even let his tail get on the action, the thick powerful scaled appendage, whipping back and forth like a massive paddle to hammer the rat’s rump like he was a child in need of punishment.
Finally though, he came to his age in spanks and once he administered the final stinging slap, one he put his whole body into with his palm impacting directly onto the center of the rat’s now burning ass, he smiled and stepped back.
“And one to grow on,” he hissed with a laugh, grabbing the rat’s hips, pulling them back while he thrust forward, slapping his groin into the rat’s hot tush. Laughing softly Zavis stepped back and slowly got onto his knees behind the rat. “Now for your gift,” Zavis hissed, pulling off his shirt and showing the red bow that had been tied around his neck, hidden by the clothing he had been wearing. “You get a pet snake for a week rodent, hope you don’t abuse him too badly,” he teased, leaning his head back, offering up his neck even as his tail coiled out behind him, giving him a bit more balance as he presented himself fully to the birthday boy.
...Assuming it's past 12 in your time zone now.
And never forget that Warhorse is better than you. ^^
But unfortunately I don't see cumfights in your gallery.
It's Tiptoe's birthday!
What a day for a birthday
So let.s have some... cheese... cake...
*gives you birthday cheese* Squeak! =3
All the best to you on this wonderful day!! Cheers!!
I pity dem fools who don't wish ya a happy birthday!
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Woohoo