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“Fetch stood and looked at her hoof. “You fool-asses going to do what I say?” “Oh, yes,” Polecat said, his eyes glazing. “Anything. You tell me to lick your quim and I will serve without question.” “If I need that done, I’ll ask Cissy,” Fetch returned. “She tells me you’re hopeless at it.” — Jonathan French
Fetch stood and looked at her hoof. “You fool-asses going to do what I say?”
“Oh, yes,” Polecat said, his eyes glazing. “Anything. You tell me to lick your quim and I will serve without question.”
“If I need that done, I’ll ask Cissy,” Fetch returned. “She tells me you’re hopeless at it.