Dog-sitting
Her legs spasmed in sync to the beat of her spurts of girl-cum, which seemed to be endless fen continued to lick her pussy as it gave more tasty liquid for him to enjoy.
Welcome to The Pack
There was a gasp of shock that echoed his own from nicholas' fellow captive, they were both watching as the jackal's mouth moved in perfect sync with his words.
A Wolfy Visit [Commission]
Zack said after a long pause, tilting his head in confusion, smiling awkwardly at his friend while he did the same, both their tails wagging almost in sync. "yeah~..."
The Jungle Book What Could Have Happened When the Wolves Adopted Mowgli
Raksha felt the little man cub kick as well as felt his heart come into sync with her own rhythm as an umbilical cord attached to his navel and caused the man cub to enter a deep slumber.
Taking Advantage
They both increased their tempo, but somehow fell out of sync, taking turns alternating who pumped in and who pulled out.
First time at the glory hole
They couldn't see eachother, but the two big men managed to sync their thrusts: whenever the pressure was relieved deep in his core, the dragon fucked deeper into marten's throat.
Snow Dog Dawn
Dustin syncing to sams pounding contracts rhythmically, draining massively pre out of his new found toy as if he'd been doing this for years, since lying in his instincts higher and higher as sam doesn't stop massaging his what feels like bursting knot, his
Toothless x Light Fury
The light fury's wings fluttered excitedly, and her tail wagged in sync with her pussy sliding up and down his cock. toothless loved the way her pussy felt sliding up and down his cock. she leaned forward, taking toothless' lips with hers.
Second Chances [TSR]
His back widened in sync with his front, giving him the appearance of someone who practically lived in the gym.
Lunar Apex [TSR]
Veins as thick as his wrist snaked along the surface, throbbing in sync with his heartbeat as they collided and crossed over one another like roads on a map. the pleasure grew overwhelming, and it took everything he had to process it all.
Eddie's Personal Massage
Eddie wriggled around in pleasure as his clothes tore away from his warping body, muscles all over him throbbed and pulsated in a messed up sync, each wave of pleasure came from them, tenderly.
Drums of Procreation
Anteros pressed his forehead against hers, enjoying her closeness to him as they danced together, every step in sync and every move fluid.