Between a Cock and a Hard Place
#3 of being the maid truly the little bun was stuck between a rock and a hard place. or, rather, stuck between the bed and her master's cock.
Old habits die hard
It was hard raising bruiser. he never seem to go out of heat! summer and winter passed and still the young pup would be on bamas mind. he tried hard to not think about it but it kept popping back up.
Little shadows are hard to lose
Seeing her get ready to give the pillow another hard tug he loosened his grip and prepared to nimbly extradite her from his room.
Hard Times for Little Men
As she washed herself off with a washcloth it kept running over my body, rubbing me around painfully against her hard scales.
The Hard Working Minotaur 4
She watched as he grew longer and longer, harder and hard, and slowly his tumbleweed of a penis engulfed the entire room.
Hard Read: Round 1
Every day my alarm would wake me up, right at 7:30, a half hour before class. I hated it. I hated dragging myself out of bed, and I hated walking from my dorm to class. I hated how people would talk in class. I knew it was about me, even if I couldn't...
Hard worker (donkey TF)
Meeting one in real life was hard to process. i watched his dark scales shimmer as he smiled warmly at me. all he was wearing was his thick leather boots over his paws and a farmers hat.
Halloween Friday: Hard Vore
He clamped his jaws around her forearm and bit down hard. blood gushed into his mouth as he tore into the flesh. another hard bite, and he crushed the bones, tearing away her hand and part of her forearm just below the elbow.
Between a Rock and A Hard Place
"i'm mitchell, why" he asks"so i know what to write on your collar" and that's when suddenly the shark bites his neck, hard.
It's Been a Hard Day's Night ...
**it's been a hard day's night ...** 2006 by eldyran two skins adjusted his hard hat and wiped his sweat drenched brow with the back of grimy fur matted forearm.
Ju'n's hard day (wip)
"d..damn it, today is going to be a hard day" he groans and starts to shamble out of the hut, the zebra following with a smile wordlessly.
Interview with a Hard-to-Understand Otter
Ah, again with the weird raggedy boys, I thought to myself as the day's interviewee sat down in the chair opposite me. At least this one was in a suit jacket, sky blue, albeit an old-looking and old-smelling one; the fragrance of stale 70s wardrobe...