The Changing Game
The bear takes a knee and grabs carson's mitt in his paws. "please?" "uhh, what?" carson says flatly. the bear looks carson up and down before gently squeezing his hand so that the water within sloshes. carson flushes.
Crossing the Line
carson chuckled.
Hardcore Pet Play
carson barks in frustration. "oh? little sailor outfit it is." grant says with a toothy grin. carson curses his lack of forethought. as before grant forces carson onto the table and slips the costume on him.
Office Plaything
Bently," carson said softly by way of greeting. "coffee?" he sheepishly held up the mug. bently narrowed his eyes but nodded, and carson took all of one step before the canine stopped him.
To the Winner Go the Spoils
carson's face was one giant outraged 'harumph!'
All's Well That Ends Well
carson couldn't really disagree.
One Foxy Frontman (Thrift Store Finds)
._ carson looked in the bag again, sighing.
Danil's revenge...
Jerome knew carson wouldn't want sloppy seconds so didn't fuck her, instead just finger banging and getting her ready for carson.
Pit bull Hustle
carson had watched quite a few talented and not so talented men play pool at this bar but this stranger was one of the few carson ever felt the urge to call an artist.
The Pleasure of the Last Mile
“challenge accepted," carson replied. “name's carson, by the way, unless you didn't want that." “clarice," she replied.
No Price Too High
carson shot his glance down and noticed his son was staring right at his crotch, and carson realised he had a prominent bulge.
The Interrogation
carson's brows rose. "i...am?" "don't play with me, boy!" the canine walked over and forcefully grabbed him by his collar. "after that stunt you pulled, be grateful that you're still breathing!" carson gagged.