Product Testing
He plowed hayden against the desk, no longer afraid of hurting his mate as the malamute's cries of pleasure echoed off the walls.
Business as Usual
Vas'kin pretended not to notice as he led the young hen over toward ceo's desk. made of solid redwood, the desk was made especially thick withstand the daily use and abuse of even a feral dragon.
...You're in for a big surprise.
Here on this desk." he squeaked back, trying to sound macho but failing epicly. he tried to remember the last chick he had ploughed on his desk. some feline intern who had begged and gasped out his name. "simon!"
Business as Usual
Vas'kin pretended not to notice as he led the young hen over toward ceo's desk. made of solid redwood, the desk was made especially thick withstand the daily use and abuse of even a feral dragon.
Coach's Boys - Chapter 12: A Day in the Life of a Ferret
There were two desks with a nameplate on the top, one for coach bjorn and the other for coach williams. the polar bear's desk was cluttered with paperwork, while coach williams's desk looked like it hadn't seen any use in a while.
Shared by the Sisters
Cora's sultry grin faded into a pout as she watched her sister climb over the front of the desk.
Who's the boss?
All he did was fuck my mouth, nice and slow while i noticed him fingering stuff on my desk. my desk!
Bore & Stroke
The bull idly swirled the drink in his glass for a few seconds before setting it back down onto his desk, and straightening back up. "that file on my desk is a government profile, kodori.
Bumbling Bear Butt
Backing away as fast as he could, he ran around to the other side of the desk, trying to keep it between him and barton, trying to keep some distance. thank heavens that the bear didn't think to vault the desk, or he would have been done for.
Headmaster's Office
Mickie stepped over to the desk. "you see, i was really good at that game.
Hole in the Wall: The Little Things. Chapter One.
Anthony cried as he turned around and ran his fat little body across the desk and into the hole that pedro only now spied on his desk. "did you little bastardo chew a hole in my wall?"
The Professor's Proposition
I could have you service my cock underneath my desk while i finish my work. or bend you over the desk to mount you."