Anthro Sex Squad Story 2 - Winfred's Story; Chapter 4
The rack he laid her on was old and worn, the wood varnish peeling, and the surface in dire need of sanding. black leather straps bore the signs of wear and idleness as surely as the brass buckles covered in verdigris.
The Great (Nerf) War of Plaisir: Act 1
Against one wall was a small bar made of dark, varnished wood; nothing big, just enough to serve a few needed drinks to anyone who wanted to relax.
Faith in the Family, CH 30
The dresser and how the varnish was peeling at the back of it. thomas had given birth to this room. “so?” gilbert asked, as thomas returned to himself.
Bomb Shelter Part II
The with another jab from nanuuq's paw still on his head downwards, midnight began to lap more and more at the puddle, making sure to taste and clean up every drop from the polished/varnished cement floors.
Rough Justice
The bear responded by shoving him forward and sending the otter tottering into it, cock slamming painfully against the varnished wooden surface as he fell over onto it.
Die For My Sin Extra: Chapter 20.1
He was on a varnished hardwood chair that had been sat on by so many dog's behinds, all the luster was missing in the seat, and he was fairly sure he'd get hard just getting a good whiff of
KS: Extra Sausage
Noah moaned with a tiny whimper each time he scored, his cock bouncing and throbbing against the cupboards they stood against, pre splattering down the varnished wood whilst he was milked from the inside out.
Construction Site Plaything
The wolf's black paw pads pressed against the creased, varnished wood, his green eyes rolling into the back of his head as he resisted the urge to touch, caress, even prod his captive genitals.
Pent Up Aggression
Dick bouncing with every step, nuts slapping again the inside of her thighs and leaving a depraved trail along her hardwood… hopefully the spreading flood seeping out from the bathroom wasn't going to ruin the varnish.
Windfall: Eating In
varnished wood leant an amber glow. dust spiraled in sunbeams. a pretty otter sat reading at the counter. his otter. kylie glanced up from a worn paperback. "hey maxie." he smiled. his tail thumped the doorframe. "hi."
F*cked - Holes
Fingers stroked and teased my rod as i pressed myself hard against the thin but tough, varnished wooden wall.
Lova Lova Club...Chapter One!
At each corner of the room, one "vip" space with dark red sofas and dark varnished tables. next to the bar, stairs to go...well, upstairs to the private rooms. "- ok girls! everyone gets ready we've got a show to do tonight! time for rehearsal!