The Lion and the Ram
She heard the horse grunt as she struck his thigh, but his grip on her didn't slack. it transferred to her neck, and she was carried humiliatingly like a cub. "fucking bitch!
Monster's Grip
Without waiting for a response, salrith grips your thighs with both upper arms and pushes them that little bit further apart, making you feel a burn in your muscles.
In the Grip of the Daedroth
As his ass touched the floor again, tugedeek got a firmer grip on his boy's horns and started dragging them up and down his cock, pulling his boy up and down.
Coming to Grips
She could feel her grasp on his balls beginning to slip a bit, so she adjusted her grip again-- --and raj's left nut took advantage of the moment to make a break for it!
Get a Grip!
I couldn't contain the quiet noises i was making against my will, my hands gripping at her suit tightly.
In the Grip of Deoxys
The pokemon was studying him, turning him over and over in the toothless grip of zero gravity to better inspect him. it looked at his feet, his face, his behind.
Coming to Glorious Grips
Coming to grips with sexual attraction can be a difficult thing. for some, sexual identity is a lifelong journey that forces a person to investigate parts of their mind that they'd rather leave untouched.
"The Gift", Daniel's Chapter 5, Part 2
The Gift Daniel's Storyline, Chapter 5.2 copyright comidacomida 2018 Nobody really offered any input aside from that, making me realize that I really was on my own in the decision. Taking a deep breath, I looked around at the Spirits and the...
Getting a Grip on the Situation
The naga then gripped softly around the otter’s additional muzzles, guiding them downwards. all six of the otter’s eyes widened as his headhands were manipulated down to the naga’s smooth crotch.
In the Cold, Wet Grip of the Sea
And when the sea monster pulled back again, it only reluctantly let go, getting yanked out by about three inches in a puffy, pulsing prolapse before it released its convulsing grip.
Vice's Grip
The friction of calloused palm against sensitive flesh was nothing short of divine...the smooth glide of his fingers at play...the tightness of his grip...the heat of his own body...the pressure building with each upward stroke.
Holding Tight With a Tiny Grip
There was almost enough of the mess to achieve that goal, but it turned out that there would be plenty, as zech felt a tight grip around his pawtips.