A game of Chase... A big Lion sets a trap for a flighty Zebra... little does he know he's not the only one setting a trap...
Caressing it teasingly as he enjoyed the meek moaning felines hot plucker... stroking those big, bound, hefty orb's playfully as he sat the bloody knife edge against the tightly wrapped base... "i... i'm cumming..."
A New Home
_ the tiger chuckled at how the husky spoke so meekly, glanced through the rear mirror and looked him over for a second. there was his newest acquisition, his new slave.
Seeds of a Glowing Ember - 01
This was perfection in the making ... her senses were sharp, her muscles lean, and there was just enough meekness in her demeanor to bring the wolf out of the woods.
Credo of Thieves, Part 3
A sleepy, meek police dog pointed down at cecile's feet. "could be a clue, ma'am." it turned out to be a blue drawstring bag with a familiar insignia woven on it.
Some morning fun
"sorry daddy..." she said meekly. she waited and waited. she could hear her father moving around the room but couldn't place exactly where he was. she jumped as she felt his touch again, but there was something else.
Who's A Good Pony
His tiger host chuckled while he trailed the seemingly meek tiger into a spacious living room mostly occupied by bookshelves and leather-upholstered furniture. "so very polite," he mused.
Alphys' Modern Life: Camera Shy (Part 2)
Sans and undyne alike both meekly thought to themselves as the latter's nose began to bleed ever-so-slightly in arousal. "alright, everybody, get ready now! ready...set...go!"
Alphys' Modern Life: Camera Shy (Chapter 3)
Sans and undyne alike both meekly thought to themselves as the latter's nose began to bleed ever-so-slightly in arousal. "alright, everybody, get ready now! ready...set...go!"
Six Weeks in Hell: Day 9
"nice to meet you," he said meekly, unconsciously feeling the dominance of the man radiating out like heat and bowing his head subserviently. "william's told me all about you." "i deny everything," he replied flatly.
Sacrilege (Commission)
"and you people call yourselves a shelter for the meek." "are you meek?" "no, but i am burdened." his smile said otherwise. "may i come in, sister..." "icetalon." "lovely name. may i come in, sister icetalon?"
Stem to Stern
Luin smiled meekly, "i've still much work to get done before dark... but thank you for the diversion."
Tanning of a Black Moon
Daxter shook his head meekly, and covered his boyhood with both paws, and his bottom with his tail to the best of his abilities. "i, i can't, y, your s, standing on my, my..." he whispered sheepishly, and jodi glanced down, and chuckled.