Sin Harvest (Day 1)
Letting the meat and potatoes supper sit, he watched as the silhouetted bed-ridden grandmother handled a small spoon with slow grace; she might've had molasses for blood and lead for bones.
Zukai's Ignition
His oversized dick slapped against his chest once free of her muzzle; more precum splashed on chin and stuck like molasses. “what the heck?” he shouted.
Coronet Encounter
It’s like the kobold’s body is moving through an ocean of molasses. everything feels like it’s dragged out, in slow motion almost. the button is so close… within his touching distance.
Thick Chocolate
Like a molasses avalanche, that tide of blond fur crept down jenny's legs. mobility escaped her as it overtook her knees, and gluttonous delight swelled in her chest while it reached down her calves. still, she wasn't satisfied.
Ash and Rusty in the Woods
To rusty, it felt like warm molasses. then, ash's velvet tongue lathered the underside of the shaft. groaning like an earthquake, the older bear hung his head back. he moaned aloud as the younger canine effortlessly suckled down the wide girth.
Trying A Few Other Flavors
"slow as molasses. got it." sticking his tongue out, and then, giving xen's cheek an affectionate lap, skyler rolled right with the joke and stayed at ease, even as his ass was filled to the very brim of what it could take.
Mongrel's Memoirs: Malloy Part 1
"well bless yer heart, lemme just untie ya and we'll go get this whole mess straightened out," mongrel drawled, the sarcasm dripping from his tusks, thick as molasses.
(Commission) Black Boa
Jed obeyed, his paws rising through molasses to palm her textured quads, her almost-taut hamstrings. she took a deep breath, her stomach expanding noticeably, chest rising, heat burgeoning between her thighs... and then she squeezed.
30 Minutes a Day
"better" the skunk all but purred out, his voice deep and smooth like molasses for the ear, only much lower in calories.
Anonymous Sex
He imagined an hourglass dripping molasses instead of sand. finally, the wolf opened the door. he didn't wear a shirt - just a pair of faded black jeans.
The Orb
Their movements from high above looked like ripples in the surface of a lake of molasses, slow shifts that seemed purposeless until you looked closer. as uniformity was achieved, the relative size of the different nodes shifted.
Supercat S1 EP7 A Tight Squeeze
She kicked and fought, but it was like trying to swim through molasses. his grip was unshakeable, his strength unyielding.** **finally, they reached a pipe that was narrow.