The Drachenjaeger
He was in no mood to explain the gritty details of dragonslaying to an ignorant, if entertaining, buffoon. fetching his spare tunic from his saddlebags, he retired to a nearby stream to wash the corruption from his body.
Aug-Gasm
A well laiden hermaphrodite dragon returns from the gym, bringing her unyielding angst for dominant, gritty, hardcore anal sex home with her.
Inked
She stood up, wiping her hands on a rag, her attire–ripped black jeans and a worn leather jacket–giving her a tough, gritty look.
The Alley
A chestnut hue smeared over the bright pink lips and a gritty tickle filled her insides. the bear leaned in and rammed his cock up her ass, sighing as he returned to relieving himself.
The luckiest teen in the world section 3
He placed both feet on the gritty, soiled floor of the warehouse, shelley standing and stepping into the passenger seat of erik's 1980 dodge power wagon.
Fat Bear Week: Night of the Living Starches
The bad news was that the grittiness i tasted was the plant's seeds... that was why the plant was so eager to be eaten.
George Fox's Boot Log
If you want the nitty gritty details i left out, read that story.
Limit Breaking
With a furrowed brow, she responded with a nod, uncapping her own and tossing it back, grimacing a bit at the gritty texture and bitter, medicinal taste - but she got it down.
Tino's Obsession
Now more than prepared for its harsh flavor, the little slave worked the gritty mound into small pieces. he found strands of grass in a few lumps and had to work them with a good hard chew until he could swallow them down.
Royal Punishment
Helarui shoved aurora's muzzle right up against the tailpipe of the stallion, smearing that gritty, bitter saline sweat across her face. she moaned in a surprise gasp, drawing in a lungful of that woeful musk.
D-Day
Something foreign caught my boot and i went down hard, my face smashing into the gritty, foul-tasting sand. i spat out sand and crawled to my knees. i had to see what had tripped me, i just had to, though i knew the answer would be far from pleasant.
The Service of a Queen
Familiar flesh, slippery, cold, and gritty with mud forced its way into my loose and abused vaginal passage. this time it was a small appendage, barely bigger than two fingers.