Liquid Lycanthropy
creases and lines began to etch into the rubber, running down the spine before angling out like circuitry, stopping in recessed rings with islands of rubber in the middle.
Battered Boar: Cycle (Part 3 of 6)
His face creased, his eyes shut and his sounds grew silent as he concentrated on taking me. i stared at him, hunger roiled within me. i wanted to slam myself deep. i wanted it to hurt.
Out of This World
The firm skin had also taken on slight creases into very regular, even disruptions... and all of the changes to his cock were accompanies by the fact that over night his balls had each swollen to the size of grapefruits.
An Egg-Laden Tie
I clenched with all my might to clamp around the base of his knot, my meaty clit winking as the first bit of my birthing fluids flowed past his shaft and squirted out through the creases in his knot.
Fantasy adventure Ch1 Potion trouble
Darius followed with his dark eyes as the white globes absolutely swallowed his, only leaving the absolute tip of his horse cock visible from within arcan’s crease.
Gorillahancement
Pulling the small male off by the nape of his neck, varfu's eyes creased as he watched his new and improved thickness drag free of the gasping trainer.
Lost Innocence
A slimy red tongue dragged along the crease of his butt and slid between it so that it trailed along the puckered opening there.
Ruby Red and Scaly
It was just enough to push out the skin tight suit straining to contain those scaly thighs and demonstrate the crease in the middle right where she wanted him to look.
The Diplomatic Tongue
There was barely a crease on her face, just a few crows-feet. no dimples or laugh lines. maybe because she never smiled. her face may as well have been carved from stone.
Escaping the Storm: Part 5
"no--" "in that case, yes, i am one of them," erik spat, the bridge of his muzzle creasing. yuri's image faded, replaced instead by the thought of pieter.
Just a Car Wash
It gave him a direct view of her cleavage creasing between the heavy orbs. as she moved, working out the scruffs and scrubbing, she bounced and jostled the soft flesh of her tits.
The Striped Filly: Flying Changes, Chapter One
Straightening the collar of his white shirt – he had not been able to get the crease out of it much earlier that morning – he sat back in his chair and placed the tips of his fingers together, the very picture of a composed radio show presenter.