Titilating, Tight Spaces (Ms.Fraisa x Simon story)
The softness of the cow's huge, fat rear smothered his whole figure, his face nearly squished between those two huge rump cheeks of the big woman.
Ghastly Gluttony
Shortly after, his rump was dragged into sight within channing's gullet, then his legs and arms.
In the Lion's den (18+)
, the other his rump.
Ricebrew Log 2: The Quilboars
The quilboar behind slapped my ass so hard i moaned on instinct. his friend took this opportunity to thrust in. the taste was awful, salty, slimy, and yet my loins reacted like it was ambrosia.
Sword of St. Michael #14
| When Sampson stepped through, he covered his mouth instantly - not expecting the heat or the smell of the place. "Over there," Devilah gestured. True to expectations, the sword lay on the stone she had put it on last night. Samson took it and...
Dance for Me, My King
He stood behind rumranth, arms wrapping around his body. he moved his hands upwards as slowly as he could manage, well-versed in every inch of rumranth's expansive belly and the curves of his sides.
Sword of St. Michael #17
| And without further ado, they ran through the portal and found themselves in the wilds of Skyrim. The stars still shone, though a faint glow at the eastern border hinted at a sunrise to come while the glow from the portal abruptly vanished. The three...
DFC (Dragon Corruption TF/TG)
And with a single movement and certain feeling of freedom, he shoved his pants down, stepped out of them, and discovered exactly what he expected, behind his testicles.
In the Dog House
His eyes flickered up, and he stared at the enormous rump that had been the object of his torture, and let out a pitiful scream as her rear legs folded and she began to sit down.
Krris #14 - Epilogue
Muz-ra nodded and ushered the giantess into her room, closing the door behind her. | [!
Sword of St. Michael #12
| Devilah let Sampson contemplate that while she put her clothes back on. When he still hadn't responded, she asked him, "Sampson, do you know the word? Do you know what a succubus is?" Sampson struggled to speak. "Uh... A... succubus?" "Yes, a...
The Brothel
He patted his rump as if inviting harold to just go ahead and fuck him, but the beartic had other plans. which were made evident when bruce felt his cheeks being spread and a cold, slimy, prehensile muscle lick his ass crack from bottom to top.