Getting A New Start
That was all jerdon needed to finish in his mind, the surrender from bryce to his superiority, and with a yowl he came as well, pulsing hefty gluts of thick, sticky seed deep into the boy's cunt.
Treasure
A huge glut of bubbles poured forth as the hose was detached and he quickly pulled the end of the hose to lani's parted mouth. _come on, love...breathe...please, for me..._ the girl wasn't breathing.
From Predator To Prey
Just that first glut felt like ten times the volume rogan could have produced before, and it was quickly followed by more of the same, a powerful testament to pokémon virility stretching him even more.
Nicht ganz steril 3 - Stille der Nacht
„ein schöner weihnachtswunsch.“ der raum war dunkel geworden, das feuer im kamin nur noch glut. alles licht im raum kam von dem großen weihnachtsbaum, der sanften glanz in gold und grün in alle richtungen strahlte.
Tireless Tiger & Your Darkest Hour
Squirming and sat on my knot / a few dogged drinks for him have been bought / his paw on my pouch, and mine on his butt / that tireless tiger coils tighter and taut / later we're lurid and striking his spot / i punish and pound him, for that he's a glut
All The Cookies
Since he had quit smoking three years ago, he had become a stress-eater; the more stress, the more he glutted.
Kennel Bitch: Part 2
The cock tip jabbed deeper inside of his body, feeling the walls opening wider, swallowing up along the swell of the bulb pushing forward to glut his narrow body.
The Gryphon's Comfort
It was all a blur of feathers, heat, and the sounds of talons on a keyboard, punctuated by the sounds of ember occasionally dumping another glut of his glowing, hot gryphon seed into his gut.
Lard
Said rubbish was getting to be in the way though, and in spite of wanting nothing more than to continue to glut his way through every single delivery place within the very-populous five miles of his home, the wolf knew that he would need to at least make himself
The Rogue
He went in, fll and hard, hewing an enemy in half, diagonally across his body, blood glutting upon him. the blood steamed upon the st! eel of his blade, and he licked at the blood that had landed on his face.
Dance of The Demons: Chapter 8
Harsh, long [i]glorrrrps[/i] were mixed in with rapid-fire [i]glut glut gluts[/i], all accompanied by the rubbery sound of straining, and perhaps a bit of crunching as well. he didn’t hear any voices.
A Fable Revisited: Weigh in, Bathtime, and Cuddles
Reon could only look at the glutted fox in the mirror, his tight belly was too stuffed to settle into a squashed mound too.