Horseplayed [Commission]
Still his hips churned slowly, in rhythm with the throbs of his impressive girth.
Bark Run
Stanah mellowed as he started to get into a rhythm. he looked around the park and breathed in the fresh air, noting the pink of the blossom on the awakening trees.
A Walk with Temptation
Our synced heat cycles, which often danced in frustrating harmony, seemed to dictate the rhythm of our lives.
A Snakes Awakening a Pokephilia Story
He watched as she began to move her body, her coils tightening and loosening in a rhythm that was as old as time itself.
Stable Job
His rhythm altered, spending more time pushing in than pulling out, trying to break through that last barrier inside her, and the more he tried, the more she wanted it too.
Father Bear
My tail emerges 3 feet and begins wagging as both animals start to descend their rhythm into slower, harder thrusts.
High School Sweethearts: Surprised in Silence Remastered
Roger pressed back against james again matching an opposite rhythm so that when they came together the otter?s shaft would slam hard against the tiger's prostate causing him to cry out in pleasure.
Prey After Predator [Trade]
The cow kept his hand wrapped as much as he could around rome's cock as he bobbed, getting into a slow, easy rhythm that worked with his inexperience and that, apparently, was still good enough for the wolf, seeing as how he worked his hips against that rhythm
A Tempestuous Encounter
Finding that sweet spot, he settled into a rhythm, being sure to attend this need as diligently as he had her original troubles, and it seemed to be paying off.
After The Night Shift (Father/Son Incest Story)
Max set into a steady rhythm, quick, but not too quick. he desperately hoped it would be enough to get his father off- max needed to drink down his dad's cum, the cum that made him.
Facing the lion
Hardcore party-goers danced their hearts out along with the rhythm. many intended to have an amazing time out on a saturday night, and many would have just that before the sun rose the next day.
Beautiful Creature
We dance to no music but the beat of our hearts and the slow, warm rhythm of his breath which i feel tickling the fur on my shoulder.