Matchmaker: Watching Love Grow
The universe's sense of timing (or perhaps its sense of humour) continued to be exactly on point, as no sooner had the hidden female's muscles relaxed than one of the boxes on the shelf _did_ pitch forward, spilling a large _something_ out to fall towards
Tarot Chronicles: Reading 6--The Fool
Her hand slid up from her shaft, grasping the waist of the dragoness as she felt the female's strong legs twine around her thick waist, and then she pulled her firmly downwards as she made a smooth thrust upwards at the same time, pierced cock grinding into
TWO FAMILIES
She closes her eyes when the tip touches the entrance of her throat, pongo shakes when her member slides in the throat of the dalmatian female. muscles stimulate pongo's sensitive meat, he pants while his mate's nose touches his knot time after time.
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Silver Rain and Crimson Blood
She was a fine female, strong, clever and ever so fast. i was sure she would make an excellent mother to a hatchling. i was less sure about my ability to be a suitable father, but one step at a time i supposed.
Mystery of the Sky Rock
Her flavor was rich, insides so hot, and the female's muscles grabbed at his tongue and squeezed down on it. the taste and smell of the cow invaded his head and latched onto something deep and primal in his brain.