Earning Your Job & Learning Another
It would be nice, delightfully naughty, to have your boss' scent caked into your gray speckled fur, tainting every breath throughout your workday, and fueling you to a frenzied wank at night.
Just a Little Lick(Illustrated story)
A diaphanous speckle marked the region of his cock tip, stuffed well within that cloth prison, the tightness encouraging his precum to leak.
Heavy Burdens
The speckled green one looked brilliant, reminding him of the verdant vines. the other, soft pink, positively radiated in the dawn's light; beautiful.
Aditi -- M.I.L.F. with Milk
Page=329434) **aditi -- m.i.l.f. with milk** by: tyvara tyler sat in his idling car, his shaky hoof on the brake and black-speckled hand on the stick, while a war raged inside him.
Ocean Depths part 8
The dark brown furry muzzle was speckled with black dots along the muzzle lining where the whiskers connected, the bottom tip of that muzzle with a fluffy patch of untrimmed fur.
Shift
No longer his stubby muzzle, speckled with blond and gray fur; now it was sharp and angular. more importantly it was completely hairless and a deep purple.
Coat Shopping
"hello, speckle," the wolf said. we stood quietly there for a beat before he, ail wagging busily as ever, rounded the coat rack and then stood on the aisle, now with leather jackets and coats on either side of him as he stood there.
Double Decker Sushi Date
The force of it flung globs of vomit to speckle the back of the toilet seat, while a wave of semi-solid sludge poured from his lips.
Green Just Gets Raped
The creature coughed hard, speckling green's face with blood. it drew another breath, again choking itself as it tried to burn her. green watched this hopefully.
A Father's Love, Chapter Eleven
It was small, cone-shaped and peach-colored with pink stripes and speckled with white. "look what i've found," i said, holding the shell up for mr. bridshaw to see. "that's very lovely camile," he said. he smiled and walked on.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 117
Wolf shadows crawled up her back (she could actually feel them as cold spots where the light of the fire did not reach) and stretched long across the snow-speckled ground, dancing around her own, and she already knew, before she even took a single step, that
Slice of Fantasy Chapter 2
Standing stiffly between the stag's narrow, white speckled hips was the thing which the poets of omerinen had written about since antiquity- the sacred mushroom.