Stories From Elton High | Chapter 8
Arden dug through the wolf's dresser until he found a fur brush. "come on, sit down. i wanna brush you." mark sighed and sat on the bed beside him. "okay, if you really want to."
Frozen Pipes
Helen ran the brush over her inner thighs and let it tickle across her swollen mound. the brush clattered to the ground as she twitched. her fingers leapt to those pale lips. stroking them. caressing them.
Dungeon of Forbidden Desires Part 2
In front of him, several levitating feather and brushes loomed towards him as he looked at them with worry. a small stroke of brush caused him to giggle, then the brush brushing the sole of his feet caused him to giggle louder.
A Monstrous Party
A kind warmth as she hugged the bird girl closer now, letting breasts brush through clothes with a shiver running through her spine. soon she felt little kisses on cheeks, and a pair of hands brushing her thighs.
A Theory of Attachment
She also learned that she arched up when malina's paws brushed up over her chest, cupping a breast.
New Beginnings Ch 2
He reached for the brush and put it away, smiling as he watched eevee clean herself.
Eastern Desert part 1: Of the Sand
Tamera asked as she ran the brush down vera's luxuriously long tail.
Pet Teacher: Chapter 1 - Friday
Jimmy gently brushed mrs. vulpine's hair off her back and over her right shoulder. "you will remain perfectly still and quiet while i brush your fur." jimmy began to move the brush over mrs. vulpine's shoulders.
Wolf's Tickle Torure
With the feather brushed the right armpit and with his claw tickled the left armpit. the wolf laughed louder and his bodys started to shake, but the foxes didn't stop to tickle him. orange took two brushes and started to tickle the sensitive nipples.
When Bark Turns to Bite - Cant get dressed without a B.J.
Risuke murred softly a tooth brush in his mouth as he leaned back slightly. "got the leash?" he mumbled around the brush. drake nodded holding it up and clasping it to risuke's collar.
Look, After...
Rinsed his brush off. slurped water from his palm, being the lazy sort. spat again. vincent's fluffy tail brushed against his long, scaly, maned one. the dragon flicked his away, and didn't look at the wolf.
Love's Final Steps
He took the brush and drew it firmly along the underside of the plump foot in front of him, grinding that heavy brush into the soft soles. this to snowstep, didn't tickle nearly as much as the tooth brush.