The Two Lovers of a Dumb Fox
my bad, man. my bad." rolling them both over, nick pinned finnick down. he growled tenderly as he rubbed his cock, now swollen and erect, over finnick's smooth, soft furred stomach and chest.
Everything Was Light And Gay
I tentatively patted my bad leg with my bad paw, and was rewarded with only a small twinge of dull pain, this time. it seemed like a hopeful presentation, and something to report to the cougar as potential progress in my recovery.
Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Two
I bowed my head, because i was well aware of my bad habits. ever since i'd left my home at 14 i done everything i could to keep the nightmares of my childhood at bay, and those methods hadn't done my body any good.
Inheritance Part One
As my bad luck would have it his aim was true, damp heavy towel smacking into my muzzle. "hey!" "are you two bitches still in there? the rest of us would like to shower too you know."
Day 1: Better Than Good
Walking in my eyes immediately found travis but the person sitting next to him made me want to turn tail and run but damn my bad luck and that squeaking door that have away my position.
Chapter 16
None of this was your fault, it was my bad judgement and bad decisions that got us to where we are now, i'm sorry..."
A Mother Knows Best
Asked malissa "well malissa i to had my bad days and when i did i would pleasure myself until i felt better and forgot about what made my day so bad" replied debbie "thank you i can't even remember what it was that made my day so bad" said malissa
Guilt Comes Later
Still thinking, "and you my bad little boy." this time out loud to abel. abel looked up up at her curiously. his expression quickly changed as he felt kai's supplant lips draw against his own. only a moments surprise.
Relations-Ch.1 Anniversary
"hah, my bad. but i think we can at least have something to start out the day with." william lowers his large paw to oron's groin, clutching to the wet sheath.
Dog Boy - Chapter 2
My sense of smell suddenly improving right after getting into my bad habit of panting again? that didn't feel like a coincidence. anxiety began to creep through my body. i turned around to see my mom watching something on her tablet.
Sweet Morning
"my bad, my first time." crane dared not ask how to cum together. during lunch time, crane could only eat slowly as his beak was nearly dislocated. the end.
My Badger Husband
Bill holds me tightly and whispers comforting words to me as i relate my bad dream. in my dream our fight was worse, bill was tired of my refusal to marry him and let him breed me.