Servicekraft - K3
, "...oder warâ´s n bussi auf die lippen?!", "ein bussi auf die lippen? das isâ´ doch eigentlich wieder n kuss", "vielleicht...aber bussis sind doch sanft...und chris hat ganz sanft deine lippen berã¼hrt...wie lange?"
Feline Fantasies - Chapter 8: Doggy dog dog
But max came walking over and wanted to stick his nose into other people's bussiness, in this case; nick's private bussiness. not that he minded. he wouldn't protest against a dog returning the favor.
Wet Nightmares, Tale One: The Normal Ninetales & The Vulpix Camboy
It wouldn't have helped that he couldn't exactly focus, just on the edge of orgasm, that cock pounding his loose bussy.
The mysteries of Alfred Hedgehog - The mystery of peeping Tom
While she is creaming his tight bussy... "oh, fuck..." camille exhaled quietly and exhausted, her mind running wild with imagination.
N'zaar Plains: Chapter Four: Pent Up.
-mk14- vex steps out of the training hall, into the busy bussiness district, highfall. he can feel his baseball-sized balls quiver, his member wiggling around in his sheath. he can smell the heavy musk off his package, only adding to his lust.
Leo pose
trying to draw a sexy lion in a cool pose, let me know what you think!
One in the Shadows part one
The people buddled up in their coats as they went on with their bussiness, as the cars on the road slowly drove up and down each street. down town in the worse of all neighborhoods, hans was in a run down hotel.
My true feelings
Because no one listens anymore, going about there own bussiness to ignore you, learn the ways of the lone ones, in the pack never lost, only from the lips of the wind, the gods have forsaken us, we are the forgotten, only lost to the minds
N'zaar Plains: Chapter Five: Relief.
He reads a small not on a the front table stating that his father is out on bussiness. a wicked grin crosses vex's face as he removes his leather combat top revealing his slender frame and a decent amount of tight muscle.
It Just GOES! - Chapter 05
#10 of godforsaiken fings a cautionary tale about what landfill indie bussy does to a man (melt and die and become an alien) these are not his fingers, not his hands, feet, toes.
Cow Appreciation 9
"you know, walk up to one of those twinkly guys, slam his face against the shower wall, and just shove your fat cock right in his bussy?" "what? n-no. of course not! that's-" "even if he asked?" bob sips.
C is for. . .
The small bathroom quickly filled with the smell of roiling hot anal soup and abused goat bussy, **click** nico's slush covered eyes peaked over to the door, jaquces stood grinning, smartphone in hand. "this is a good one."