Warm Up 063 DadSonStart
He was topless under his old bathrobe, exposing his wiry-haired chest. that sure seemed to be where his son’s eyes kept flicking.
Squirrel Feeder
Bobert gripped against those huge squirrel nuts, feeling the hair and fur beneath his fingers while they gurgled against him.
A Lesson in Chemistry: Chapter III [Collab]
**what's with this hair, anyway?
Meet Me on the Track (Patreon)
Late at night there was no one around. No one to bother you or cause distractions. Just you and the track. These were the words that kept going through the mind of a lone runner that was practicing on the track. Despite it being so very late, she...
Leather Burrs: A Burry Good Time
The facial hair he had under the mask had grown thick, and would be the perfect size for when he became a burr, the hair growing in with his new fur.
Return to Forbidden Point
Curls of bristly pube hair started pushing out of his elbow and then his arm, causing what hair was already there to turn more rancid.
Meet Me in My Penthouse
Her long black hair was tied back in a bun to keep it away from her face, and she stared with scrupulous eyes. "no one will get near, i promise. you're completely safe," he continued to assure.
The Price of Being Loved
Nico could feel the cause of that all in his thick chest hair, the skin underneath his hair and fur damp, hot to the touch.
Man Up!
Her dark skin glistened in the sun, completely and carefully shaven, leaving only a cloud of black hair on top of her head.
Through Hell [10]
Three days had passed since that sparring session with Daria, and Srida had finally been given another day off. The hellhound believed in downtime, and that it was essential for the guard to function properly. If people were overworked, she said, they...
One of Us - 1 - Gagged
**~** **One of Us**** ~** **Chapter 1 -- Gagged** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ **~ Saturday, October 31st, 2020 -- 10:10 PM ~** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The bewilderment of the party members left them speechless for a few seconds. The sound of the crackling fire filled up...
Cursing Love
hair that formed and traced a happy trail, similar to oliver’s, by going from a tufty cleavage to over the belly button, then to the groin. one covered with another tuft of hair, but stickier.