My Deal with Dad
My father's head pulled back, molasses-slow, and the spit-covered inches of horsecock slid from his mouth and fell, glistening and heavy. i felt my arousal surge, and quickly let go of my dick. "nice, dad, nice," i said huskily.
Smirnov's Academy Fox (Blacksad Fanfic)
The warm tightness which felt like heated molasses around the shepherd's dick. the best part? instead of painful howls or telling smirnov to stop, samuel only pushed back on the thick johnson until its pubes kissed the base of his wagging tail.
Brooke's First Time
"miss lancer," he said, his accent southern and syrupy like molasses. "real pleasure to meet ya. desmond. desmond lankett," he said, taking her gloved paw.
PLeasure Prof 2: Catty Daddy
The rest of the afternoon passed like molasses. allen kept catching himself staring at the clock, then the clock on his phone, then the clock on his computer. he really didn't have much to fill the day except finding an outfit to get dressed in.
Roller Hockey Love
My thoughts seemed to swim through molasses and eventually i was able to answer her. "i want to try... i promise, i'll let you know if it hurts, but it just feels so good!"
Resist: A Maverick Hotel Tale
The badger behind the counter either did his scanning incredibly slowly, or time crawled like molasses. “oh, that's lovely!" she said, beaming. “well, we have plenty of hunting grounds around here! where you from? what brings you all the way out here?"
Long Journeys Through Space
Joanne's thoughts still felt like she was trying to mentally wade through molasses, inner muscles aching from her recent orgasms.
Why Did The Chicken Cross? (Commission)
There was a dominance in her tone that oozed through roberta like warm molasses. she didn't normally bottom, but tonight she'd lost fair and square. she turned over and braced herself against the headboard, exposing her tushy to the inebriated otter.
Consequences I Guess
With the flutter of his heart and the ssqquuueeeeze of his bowels its hardly any time at all and i'm already pouring my cum into him, but he's spurting his own petty load between my fingers even as i feel his stomach begin to paunch from the load of molasses
A Change In Perspective
A translucent fluid, otherwise the color of molasses, begins to trickle out; the smell is astringent enough to be initially off-putting, but taking a deep breath, and much to satsa's dismay, tensing his abdomen, teri steps forward to drink from it.
A Gentle Hand, A Gentle Collar.
Hazy, molasses-thick thoughts clung together, strings of leather-bound fantasy connected in pink-tinged ropes. eleanour could see the cogs turning behind glassy eyes, a tap of the deer's finger drawing a squeak from the dazed wolf.
Spring in My Step: Chapter 14
The milliseconds passed like molasses. my freedom was but a quick cut of the zip-ties away. "no, i'm getting the sperm that is owed to me! now how do you want me? missionary? or do you want a good look at my tail and fuck me from behind? hehe!"