Freddy Pimpbear's Pussy: Chapter 4
The foxcoon walked down the hall, away from the heart of the club. the private room of freddy the pimpbear was noisy with the sounds of a good time.
Carnival Games
The foxcoon grunted noncommittally. he clutched victoria's cunt, groping her tightly through her slack and comfy sweat pants. "i'm gonna cum," he said into her neck, giving it a lick. "i like your webs."
Gold November Rain Part II (OLD)
When it finally did, he couldn't read the foxcoon's text fast enough.
Strictly Business Part II
She set down the tablet, folded her paws over her lap, and nodded smartly at the foxcoon standing across her desk. "acceptable. tell them to continue." "yes ma'am," the foxcoon answered. his fingers closed around it.
Q.H.A.L.A.
She was already wondering how she could manipulate the stallion and the foxcoon into kissing for her, among other things. of all forms of love she understood, qhala had the least experience with gay love.
Short Rail
Unencumbered by the foxcoon's hungry mouth, she grabbed rufus by his strange cock and nestled its writhing tip to the split of her cuntlips. "gonna ride you," she said in a quiet huff. "mmh, how does this thing-?"
Like a Book (OLD)
Despite loving the feel of the foxcoon's shaft past her lips, blaque wanted more and more from him.
Vulpine Gratitude (OLD)
Yeah, i can imagine why," mumbled the foxcoon, closing his eyes for a brief moment.
Damaging Smuggled Goods
He smashed his knot against the foxcoon's asshole again and again until he got the results he was after: it popped inside and the seed was ready to be planted.
Desmond Gets Snooty
Unable to get herself out of the foxcoon's abode quickly enough, whitney asked in snobby cadence, "and your name is desmond, correct?" "it is, yeah." "that's quite a fine name, dear.
Alcohol Abuse Part II (OLD)
Reaffirming her grip on the cute, young foxcoon, she nuzzled into the silky locks of his hair, then sighed into them, warming his scalp with her breath. "i love you too, dezzy, you're a really sweet boy."
Cry For Your Mother (OLD)
Glancing to one end of the table, desmond saw the skeleton from earlier; he pretended not to recognize the foxcoon.