Size doesn't matter part 3
The familiar musky smell of her cavity filled his nostrils het he could not look away even from this. all that he could do was gaze as far into her winking, hot, and already well-lubricated depths as he could.
Jay Darkshadow
I hear lttile bro yell from the door then he sees that im holding the mirror "im sorry" he says and trys to leave "het dont go yet" i call after him he turns around and walks in "you didnt have to save me" "yes i did your a member of the squad" "you dont
Hopping Along, Ch. 11 - Crocodilia
Queer was a slur for a long time, but people are kind of using it now to say they’re not cis het without being all specific with what they actually are. reclaiming it.” “see?
My Demon Boyfriend
Deciding to reward the slave for being so pleasurable het let one of his giant hands lift around gerald's thigh. he could feel the human gasp under his clamped armpit, taking in more of his rancid musk as his fat fingers trailed the pink cock.
Sable Ridge Farm
The way those velvety barbs dug into her inner walls and plucked her nerves like the strings of a guitar had het panting with pleasure, the sensation radiating throughout her whole body in a way that no dildo could even come close to.
Gathering Gloom
She licks at his scrotum in order to het his member out and ready to play; suckling on the head of his shaft when successful.
Lonely Evening
Lonely Evening by Lonelyrider "Sir?" James' butler, Luke, knocked on the door to James's ornate bathroom. James shifted in his bubble bath; he'd been washing his wings after having finished his body and hair after returning home from...
Devolution collection completely rewritten.
"het bentley! we're waitin for...whia. hot! oh yeah. i'm gettin some of this!" the wolf approached the two and bentley's eyes shot open. he pushed away from allice and took a stance in front of her, growling deeply at the wolf. "oh! sh-shit!!"
Within our Grasp
Alistar glared at het foreign being. it prompted the primate to continue "you're alistar right?"
Bargaining 101
"ah..." she says, reaching up with her right hand, grasping his wrist some, but not...really pulling at his hand as he slowly uncovers her grey front and those smaller, het oh so soft breasts...just large enough to be a decent handful in his grasp, the pink
Wishful Thinking, Chapter 8.
What's up het-ack!" the muzzle was cut short on speaking when hetoh's tailtip opened up and clamped over his mouth. it was like a brown snake as it stretched and wriggled down to the base of his face, an expression of shock in the rodent's eyes.
Surging Tides: The City
het let out a soft moan as blue gently pushed the large, smooth sphere into him, those longer claws able to push it a little past the trainer's gaping ring. blue bent down onto all fours to get a better look.