Not A Baby 3
The comfortable sense of the waste give a good rub to the pelvis, making movements around it corresponding to movements of the body. however, haral had enough.
Long distance Plesure
She was totally nakid from the waste up. she was a cute young looking vixen; her slender body gave way to rather thin thighs. she scratched under her firm c-cup brests. she had soft, redish-orange fur with a white chest running down between her legs.
Chapter 1: What happened
They made it to the edge of the forest by the time the sun started to set. they set up camp looking out towards the waste land.
Mojave Redemption - Part 7
Joshua looked out into the wastes and his shoulders slumped and continued following jacob along the highway. they walked through the day, only stopping to break for lunch and to let joshua rest a bit, before moving on.
The Zombie Apoc-Fur-Lypse, Group 5, Scene 6
Scowling disdainfully at them, she tossed them into the waste bin beside the desk. taking a moment to readjust her lab coat, cadence paused, looking at the receptionist's piles of paperwork; she scowled at the messy work area.
Vulpine Bio-Suit Captive
He took up the discarded mushrooms and placed them into the waste bins. he was glad that he could no longer smell the alluring scent. was that the suit's doing? there was much he had to learn about this machine.
Desolation: The Vanguard I
Someone's cat had probably gotten lost, or a stray wandered in from the wastes. "here kitty," delilah called, "here kitty, kitty, are you lost?"
Open Office - Chapter 4
Again, the shit-loving vulpine took his time, slowly chewing his way through the waste, eyes closed in ecstasy as he listened to every satisfying squelch his jaws produced.
Furry Fallout- chapter 1
The other raider was a red dragon; one of the nastiest species in the wastes. "mmmmm..." he grabbed his crotch through his pants squeezing the contents, "i could really use a new slave, the last one is too loose for me now...."
Blackness O Thy Wings
I was supposed to keep the waste from clogging up; from letting the city of aves die. i noticed me and lysandora were the only ones left; until police arrived. until then, "how about an encore?" i muse.
Finding a Reason to Smile
Neither the woods nor the wastes are a safe place for a moki, and i don't want to find you in yet another dilemma.
Garret's Journey
The roof was crossed with precious steel beams also looted from the wastes, which were then bricked off, and covered in the rusty sheet metal.