Enter the Raptor (Chapter 1)
I thought to myself, as a soft thud on the floor indicated a discarded piece of clothing. then another, and other. their midnight escapade soon made its way to the top bunk.
Commission Sweatybirb
His own long discarded jockstrap stained with sweat and precum pressed firm over rusty's nose. every labored breath stained in the unmistakable musk of a true shining example of masculinity.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Eighteen
There were no lightbulbs to be found here, only dusty chandeliers and candelabras that burned with teddy bears, discarded boxer shorts, old book reports, and whatever else uncle junk had been able to stuff inside them.
The Why of Werefoxes
Yet another world we do not explore-- the realm of scent, a discarded memoir what a noxious beast, that wears such beauteuous and vivid colors. it seems we only use 'that' in disdain for our world now.
Introductions
Should you wish to not partake in this then please just discard this letter and destroy the ticket and go on with your life. sincerely, the casino staff ps: we are not responsible for what may come
Chapter Thirteen
Janus discarded the voice and tried to focus on the objective at hand. he would worry about escaping later.
The Castoffs
I left keith guarding the discarded cocks while i ran to the nearest shop to grab a couple of bags big enough to collect everything, and soon he was helping me scoop them all up. "we'll have to sort yours out in the van.
Cuck a Dude Will Do
"good boy," kevin said, ferally humping against the canine's eager backthrusts, discarding the condom onto the bed right between fenris's legs. fenris whined, knowing that even if he wasn't handcuffed, he wouldn't be doing anything.
Neighbor's Machine and School the Next Day
Bobby watched the footage of his friend cumming while imagining dennis laying in this very bed blowing his load into that discarded shirt. he stuffed his muzzle into the shirt inhaling the scent deep into his nostrils.
A Perfect Fit
Victor said encouragingly, the otter tucking the bag of weed near his discarded clothes and fishing the bear's already hardening cock from his pants.
A Sure-fire Raise
Once again he shifts his hips for you as you start to discard the fabric, slowly revealing his sheath already plump and ready to reveal its tender treasure.
The View (Illustrated)
His fingers grazed down her thigh, dipping beneath the skirt to trace the edge of her bare, glistening wet sex before he plucked up the panties she'd discarded onto the seat. "something, hmm?"