Bets: Chapter Four
His hands made quick work of button and zipper and my jeans were pushed down just enough to reveal my sheath, with my boxers rapidly following. his warm hand grasped my member and tugged.
Fates of the Unicorns 2 - Welcome
He held out his hand and one of the guards placed a small whip in his hand made from a slim branch about two feet long. he handed it to the unicorn who took it very reluctantly. "swing it in the air slave, make it swish nicely."
Heartbeats - Week 5
His hands made a motion as if he was snapping someone's neck, obviously an exaggeration but nonetheless an indication of his current frustration.
Brothers: Pilot
My hands made their way across his shoulders as i slowly looked up as him. at the position i was in, i could only see his lips, and feel the short shallow breaths jake was making.
A Day at the Doctors
Her gloved hand made small circles around the underside of his little sack and trailed up, rubbing the rim of his bum. his little hips thrusted forward into her hand, the pleasure too great to keep still any longer.
Officer's Woman
He gasped and moaned as her hands made their way down. "t'larka...." he whispered as he felt her fingers graze against his quickly stiffening manhood. t'larka allowed herself a pleased half-smile.
A Special Examination
They hugged for awhile but as shello's hands made there way south to lakoda's crotch he quickly pulled away from the young fur. "not here shello, but how'd you like to come with me and play all day?" the older fox questioned the pup.
Slayer's Redemption: Ch3 Approval
He lunged forward to bite my face off, yet my right hand made a beeline for his throat. i didn't see it, but i felt my hand clench down. there was a wet cracking sound, then howling as the digimon tried to break loose.
The First Day: Fight To Survive
"just...get dressed," taru grabs the obviously hand made clothes. he blinks. he puts on a green loincloth, fastening it tightly around his muscular hips. he puts on another cotton shirt. it itched just a bit. "ok...all done..."
Running Late
Deft hands made short work of the horse's trousers and with a sharp yank; they were down around his ankles. ayer's groped and stroked wyatt's chestnut sheath. he was shook with anxiety, as the foxes attention made the stallion's cock dropped obscenely.
TLoS: Challenge of Hearts (Chapter 8)
But he had said it before, when they were in spyro's own hand made cave he admitted to it, but having him say it without even knowing meant something special to the black dragoness.
Mistakes and Honesty
Reaching around, i grasped the final inch of the makeshift toy, moaning slightly at the slight movement it made when my hand made contact.