The Fall of Black Mountain: Husky vs Doberman
So, all that stood between him and as much sex as he could handle, but not any more, was a seven foot musclebound doberman. so here he was.
The Vindicator's Visit
All he could do was let out long, low murrs, his musclebound body quaking in pleasure, his monumental manhood now shaped up into a gargantuan erection, bursting out of his pants and clubbing the orc with such force that it sent him toppling back onto the floor
Were-dragons at play
. :3 who doesn't love two guys slowly transforming into massive, musclebound dragons while making out and groping each other, right?
Super Slime Saga, Finale
The middle-aged manager looked on in horror as his musclebound goon started to become a blur within his slimy confines and stopped struggling as his shape began to vanish. he dropped his knife and kicked the cold floor as if trying to scamper away.
Midnight Shift
A short while later, all of the musclebound marks seemed to tense up and growl (and i do so love it when they do) in unison, and they, one by one, released their sexual frustration all over me. the eagle was first.
It's Hard When You're a Mage
The musclebound deity came first, the pleasure from his prostate making him weak at the knees as he unloaded into the brush, trying not to cry out or make more than a guttural groan as he did.
The Hunter's Booty and Punishment
The two other zebra stallions had trapped the small, slender female between their musclebound frames, her belly bulging with twice the girth as they drilled her tight holes with the same fervor as their companion drilled zamur's ass.
Cleaning up One Mess and Making a New One
He leaned over his big, musclebound mate and pressed his face into his broad, sweaty chest fluff. he pumped his hole with quick, needy thrusts while the absol took him with a stoic smile and a gentle purr.
Phoenix Coven - Chapter 3
The pictures in the glass depicted mighty, musclebound warriors wearing skimpy sets of armor with crusader, barbarian, nordic, and knight-like helmets covering their faces, all dawned in loose-flowing capes, each a different color.
Chapter Eight
He was six feet tall and musclebound, with the visage and intellect of a killer. but he was friendly... funny... silly... even goofy. what had happened to him? nick wanted to ask, but he didn't have the words.
Leveled Up
The rest of him decided that beating off and looking at pictures of hot musclebound lions in leather armor pounding each others asses was a much better use of his time than worrying about silly things like that.
Just Look in the Preamble
Filling and hot and wet just how the big musclebound cat liked it. they weren't even balls deep before he demanded more. "harder," was all he needed to growl and his obliging brother lifted up their hips and tried to let gravity help him plow in deeper.