Not Much for Portraits
With that, he bid the raccoon a good day and headed out the door, back into the fray before the raccoon could say another word.
Clear Jell 4
Melina felt her body quiver and tense up as the raccoon's slimy soft appendage brushed against her clit. "you better hurry." melina commented as she watched the jell continuing to cover the raccoon.
Stranded Thief
The raccoon was terrified that his new partner or interpol would see through his lies. and carmelita couldn't stop thinking about what she would do to prevent the raccoon from getting thrown into a jail cell.
To Tango With The Jackal
The raccoon looked down at his pants and then a grin went across his face. alex swiftly turned his position from the raccoon." my name is...um...alex" the raccoon just chuckled." well alex my name is simon. want to get a drink."
Negotiating With a Cock
Movement made the raccoon look at the rooster again, who had moved between the thief's legs. when tsao placed his cock back at the slightly gaped tailhole of the raccoon, sly felt his eyes widen.
Let's Just Be Weird Together
A quiet moan slipped out of the fox as he parted his muzzle and allowed the raccoon's tongue to enter his mouth. the raccoon moaned softly as well while his tongue tangled with the fox's.
Big Bunny Boy Blossoming a Boner.
Joe saw the bold raccoon with the curiously bright aqua eyes stare back a moment. from joe's vantage point his gaze wasn't specifically exactly entirely on the raccoon eyes.
In the Professor's office
He lurched forward as the pressure built, grabbing the back of the raccoon's head, bucking his hips into the raccoon's muzzle.
I've Got Your Wing... And Your Tail
Drake let out a little whimper as the raccoon pressed against him.
Anniversary Weekend-Day One
His hand squeezed along the base of the raccoon's cock, pulling on it lightly, as if simulating what he was describing, to the raccoon's great pleasure and whimpering need.
Poutine Coon
Long brown hairs slid loose, as the raccoon's naked pate was exposed. slow slides, scrapes, and finally the raccoon was bald. completely bald.
Sleeping Over
Nodding, the raccoon unfolded the garment with a soft crinkle, "yeah... prolly for the best."