One warm night in Eta Cassiopeia
I straightened my dark-blue beaded loincloth, and followed him. it was just about time for afternoon lessons. nineteen years today, i thought. we're almost done.
Parlor Intimacy
The rotund titanium beads of the hefty barbells sat snugly on either side of his nipples, and the weight of the solid metal pulled down subtly on the firm nubs of flesh.
A Real Challenge
The gryphoness grabbed a hold of rannik's beaded mane and looked him in the eyes. "don't think you're through yet, stud, i still have holes to please."
Shifting Up
The bead ran slowly down over the fur and the donkey could feel it cool on his rump and drip down onto the floor. several more beads followed and sam pulled away from septimus's balls.
WOLF - pt.7
I could feel a cold sweat beading my skin. my body temperature sky-rocketed as i gripped the desk's edge and fought the fine shudder that coursed through my body. "w-what-" i rolled over and spilled to the floor.
Yakko has sex with Dot for the first time (alternate version)
He said taking a deep breathe, a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, wiping it away he said, "dot it's time for you to go to bed." "but i am not," "go to bed."
Paradise Lost
He announced as the bead popped free, “just one more to go.” “touch yourself.” he told her, and began to pull at the beads again, the last great sphere slowly descending.
Unconventional Gifts (Gift for Jazz Otter)
On sore legs, jazz padded to the bathroom, looking at his bedraggled himself in the mirror as he moved he bead's apart like he has seen darokko do.
Zophie Gets Punished by The Krampus!
Another bead. "first time with your stepdad." next bead. "how many guys popped your anal cherry before him." three more beads!
Parasite Story: Poppin' Parasite Pills
Zavis didn't care, either; it was a relief just to get his shirt off, even if he was still sweating madly, the beads running down his chest and his back and making him shine under the rapidly flashing club lights.
Christmas with His Mother
Still, the eagle-owl did not move, not even as his hard length ached, a bead of pre-cum tantalisingly balancing right at the tip of his cock. he stayed so still that the bead of pre-cum, his arousal given form, trembled – yet did not shift.
Sounds of Pleasure
Those sculpted beads making up the shaft massaged and nearly tickled that rarely used orifice as they slid in and out.