Adventures After Dark 4: Boss Rush
He grabbed one of the beanbags, and then stepped through. the door slammed shut behind him, and a blur darted around him, grabbing for his cock.
ETTFC: Post Herm Dragon Taur TF Funtime
Next to them is some exercise equipment, a giant beanbag chair for lounging in, and a wide variety of jerky. next to the jerky are cups, a little cup washer, and a drink dispenser.
Chapter 1: Getting Out of the Slump
There were about six coffee tables strewn about randomly and about four beanbags to a table, so you could sit in beanbags and just hang out. no wonder this place was popular.
Private Training
Tsumi murmured gently, sighing as he reclined back in the musky warmth of his well-loved beanbag.
POV vore - you and Mira the mrish
She plops her butt down on a small beanbag, close enough to talk. "so, tell me how we can resolve this issue. i've been given authority to deal with it."
To Alaska:Chapter 3
I streched out across my red beanbag, yawning loudly. hazy yellow light flooded through my window, illuminating my entire room. i could smell bacon, hear it sizzling.
Request: The baby-maker.
The infantile puma fell asleep, giving rachel a chance to place her on a store beanbag and wait for the authorities to wrap it up. however, the door opened to let three agents in, all with suitcases and glasses.
Klen's First
Billie propped herself up on the beanbag a little as he pushed her hips down towards his, their slits warmly sliding together.
The Party Never Stops
I gave pike a helping shove as his body rolled off the bed and onto a beanbag chair next to the bed. no one shares my bed but nolan. i simply laid there and watched the orgy in the living room through my open door.
What Remains of Yourself
Basically what they have at the beanbag." alex nodded, held out a paw, giving a little give-it-here gesture. jeremy dropped the pen in their hand. a light dealie with a translucent 'tank', about half full. they gave a draw. a short one.
My Big Wolf Dad is a Goofball (2/2)
- in his old bedroom, cael pulled his shirt off and piled it on his dusty beanbag chair. belt jingled and he stripped his jeans down, stepping out of them. he started to rifle through a bag of miscellaneous, disused clothing.
Hypnovember 10 - Gentle
We're sitting on a cozy beanbag chair, swaddled underneath a broad blanket. the sounds of the outside world can't be heard in this new, wonderful space just for you.