Limits: Chapter 8
Unlike the vole, the pitbull carried no silent fury in her eyes. from what little of them jewel could see as the pitbull sunk into the table. "something wrong?" she asked. the pitbull paused between a nod and a shake of her head.
Limits: Chapter 7
The pitbull winced at the cold, but did not bay or curl over like the vole. if she could speak, amy would have called out the pitbull's pacifist failings at what she just felt. the gag kept her thankful she couldn't.
Teaser - PregNancy Vests
Nancy claimed she never liked the pitbull, but mary told me that she was just jealous of daniel's interest in him. nancy and daniel had been best friends since grade school.
Dave's Kennel Buds
The only door in the room opened up, the dogs running over to two pale figures wearing what looked like leather pitbull masks, collars, and leather thongs which were snug against their packages.
Limits: Chapter 6
The pitbull simply drank from her lunch shake, then her water bottle. amethyst squinted and nudged the pitbull, "hey. talking to you." "we don't have permission," rebecca whispered with her head low.
Swaying Toast
The pitbull definitely enjoyed the twink body of toast as his large paws squeezed and played with his cheeks rather roughly before reaching out to toss the door open.
Heated Texting
Just like that damn pitbull... just because his studies were around sex!
A Walk Through the Mall
Was it the pitbull who didn't like him very much? the german shepherd police officer? the great dane? the horse? the bear? or was it the wolf? well... it could have been the pitbull. after all, locke didn't like him very much.
An Uncaged Beast
As he started to lap and suckle on the bunny's sheath, jasper reached down to pet his pet pitbull between his ears.
Ex Infernis I - The Warlock and the Vigilantes
The pitbull's headless corpse took two more steps forward past the fox before collapsing in a heap, blood squirting from the stump of his neck.
Meet Me in the Cabin
"i got lost after i set up the beacon," the pitbull said with a growl, the last few plates coming off, but he didn't stop pulling things away. his briefs slid down his thighs and his shirt came off just as easily, leaving him naked.
Meet Me in My Basement (Patreon Extreme)
Burly and wearing a spiked collar, a feral pitbull followed the feline down and stayed right by her side, the tag that dangled at his throat read "bruce" "hello, shiva," the puma said happily and stood up from his spot.