I'm Here
"this isn't my first rodeo, old man~" he says with a cocky smirk before going back down on his father.
Rural life | Week 4 BPWW
There were posters of rodeo, cars and other stuff i would've loved to hang in my room as well. to be honest i wished that would be my room!
Colt of the Cloth (Ch.2)
"this 'aint my first rodeo, and you're not my first colt. now just relax..." pushing back on the wood, christian came four inches from hilting the horse entirely.
Help For Mankind - Part 4 - Issues that must be addressed
My hips a blur as the larger man played rodeo rider. i pulled back my head and ran my hand back through his mohawk like mane. he held his eyes closed as i kissed him softly. i quickly turned him over pinning him under me.
A Run In With Fate
Damon made a good rodeo cowboy, riding his bull. they looked preoccupied with each other again. besides, bryan was quite tired himself. judging by the looks of jake, bryan easily guessed that he was done for the night.
Help Wanted
As my future plans include a venture of managing my cattle interests, as i recently purchased a farm for the breeding of rodeo bulls."
The Experiment, Part Three
"this isn't your first rodeo, lisa; you know that in some cases there are just no outward signs of trouble," answered the commander, following her steady pacing with his eyes. "i know. but something just doesn't fit.
Preying on the Past - Ch. 4 The More Things Change...
Coach her breathing...this ain't my first rodeo." i moved around behind amy, resting my muzzle on her shoulder as i licked her nose gently as her eyes fluttered open in response. "i'm right here for you. just take a deep breath."
Late Night Liaison
"this ain't my first rodeo kid. now i'll show you who's the real king of the jungle." he pried wendel's legs apart, giving him full access to the moist, pink lips of the tiger's pussy.
Sarah's Surprise
He grabbed my dragon tail with one hand and rode me like a rodeo cowboy: slapping my buttocks and bucking wildly into me.
Ash and Rusty in the Woods
"this ain't your first rodeo, huh, kid?" rusty sighed with a lolling tongue. when ash replied with a humming noise from the back of his filled throat, the bear grinned back down at the mutt.
Pop goes the weasel!
We would ride like two beasts mating at a rodeo. that is how much i enjoy this filly-whoa! then of course, in the sequence of my dreams. we would both rock happily to each of my reams.