Going Down by the River
The foxcoon determinedly penetrated him and the stretch left the otter weeping, but not crying out for his sense of dignity.
Riding Dirty
The foxcoon laughed shyly and hugged zaylin's feet. she braced them on his chest and wriggled the toes on his twink body. "you're so stout, so thick and strong," he sighed, "but ladylike too. i love your hips.
Whatever It Takes (OLD)
The hyena was entirely healthy; the foxcoon's sperm count _had_ to be to blame.
Joy of Johanna
The foxcoon slipped a paw between her cheeks. his fingers brushed with her rim, each digit strumming along the pucker before he settled in with his index finger.
Bad Penny
Desmond the foxcoon smiled primly. "you like sex with guys." ricky smiled back, but with considerably more malice. "yeah, but i can fuck your ass whenever i want. i came here for poontang."
Small Comfort (OLD)
He pulled the trembling foxcoon into a close, intimate hug, and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek.
Taint'd Love (OLD)
The foxcoon had grown so familiar that he took an interesting liberty on one particular morning, however.
Touchdown! Part III (OLD)
As the foxcoon unbuttoned his shirt, stripes shut and locked the door.
Munksploitation
This non-con roleplay stuff was going to make them both very rich, the foxcoon thought, filming eagerly with an erection in his jeans.
Two Years
He grunted, brayed, shuddered, and then shot into the foxcoon. the mess was enormous, gushing from desmond in spite of the flare and the simple, awesome girth of banters' cock.
Freddy Pimpbear's Pussy: Chapter 3
The foxcoon rolled his eyes but fell over foxy again. she supported him with ease. he picked up his screwdriver and loosened several screws which he set into a crease in the sheets.
Freddy Pimpbear's Pussy: Chapter 5
With a laugh, he bucked his hips against the foxcoon's snout. this caused his taint to grind on desmond's nose, and the boy flinched. "you made the right choice, little man..."