A Bit of Variety [Raffle]
Now bronson moved his paws to the elf’s thighs and gently squeezed him there while lifting up into him, against his rhythm - gradually picking up speed, gradually picking up intensity.
Discovering Secrets of the Dragon Body
Whilst hiccup was just beginning to thrust in and out of her mouth, toothless was already in a rapid rhythm, repeatedly filling her tight throat with his rock hard flesh.
A Warren of Our Own
I felt the rhythm of it in my own belly. i did not look up. he had all of me.
Neptune
Look, just step to the rhythm. it always helps if you know the rhythm," he taught. she looked around them nervously, hoping not to embarrass him in front of a crowd.
Royal Treatment
Ronno continued rocking his hips in that same slow rhythm, gasping, grunting, and giggling like a fiend. his noises confirmed what bambi suspected - his rival was filling him at this very moment.
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My rhythm broke. “no?” they teased, breath hot. “not yet? then keep going. don’t stop. show me what you’ve got, cole.” i couldn’t answer. couldn't form words.
Forest Friend 2 -- chapter 3
The owner of that muzzle responded with a passionate moan of her own, stroking from the base of his shaft while sucking in a lewd rhythm of _slrpp-slrpp-slrpp_'s.
Dream Come True
Soon, the man felt a hands grab both of his hips and the body heat of someone grinding against him in a musical kind of rhythm. not even looking back to see who it was, max grinded back all the same.
Adventures of Man and Doe 02 - Spring Cleaning
Deer are creatures of instinct, and nearly every doe hewed to the ancient biological rhythms of their species, but they are also creatures of habit, and this deer had some perverse ones.
The Bear Encounters
The bear had a rhythm, two hard thrusts followed by three soft thrusts that went on for about ten minutes, but as the bear approached orgasm that rhythm went all to hell, all he did was hard and fast thrusts. i was very close to orgasm myself.
Encountering an Alpha Lopunny
Soon, even my heartbeat aligns with the rhythm of his pounding as his tip punches into my chest, again and again.
Feeling the Burn
The rhythm of finn's movements became instinctual, the way his tongue flicked and his lips curled around jericho's length drawing out moans that echoed off the tiled walls.