Academy Sale
Mistress miao handed the riding crops to the younger felines. they murred appreciatively as they hefted the crops. mistress janet took a few experimental swings. the crop made a high pitched whistling sound as it cut through the air. "well?"
Hired Hand 4
“we do all we can to make sure the town gets our crops first. our rivals have some pretty shady tactics.” nodding, the human put even more effort in inspecting and sorting the berries.
Pony Training
The cheetah said, slapping rattain over the snout with the riding crop, causing the dragon's eyes to water. rattain growled again but flinched away when the cheetah raised the crop once more.
Job Satisfaction
Some would choose the crop, a stiff and minimalist instrument that still carried volumes of power, a subtle authority to its supple form; bowser often noticed more females than males choosing the crop.
Hired Hand 3
Instead the human was helping storm oversee the summer crops while owain and marlo were plowing the land, preparing them for the crops that would be harvested in fall, their seeds ready to be planted. “everything looks amazing.
Fun in the Dungeon
Dim murred tossing the crop to the side. hidden although enjoying the attention and even the new spanking was a bit relieved to hear that. he continued to moan and whine about the suction however.
Unintended Intruder - 09
The riding crop passed over his anus, and circled once before rubbing his taint, then lowered between his hanging bits.
Unintended Intruder - 12
The riding crop passed over his anus, and circled once before rubbing his taint, then lowered between his hanging bits.
Other world Book Two (She looks, He looks) orignal version
Richard works the crop around and she gasps and shudder's her eyes closed in pain, he pulls the crop from her and sniffs the tip. richard can be seen asking her something and her head nods; the smirk on richards face is almost evil.
The Jackal-Pony
He turned the short leather crop around in his hand; now holding it so it's long, smooth handle jutted out from his grip. he gently patted her on the hip, before teasingly maneuvering the rounded edge of the crop between her legs.
Return to Vassalized Earth: Teeth-Clenched Teamwork
There wasn’t anything more than a dilapidated farmhouse and a field with some crops growing.
The Neighborhood Sex Club: Chapter 8: Georgia Stewart
Once her eyes got used to the dim light, she touched the lamp once more to bring more light to the room, where she would get her cropping tools before heading out of her room to pick the foods for the day.