Second experience
Balto decreases the rhythm of his pushes; he begins to feel tired because this body posture is not natural for a wolf or dog.
One Snowy Night
Pushing down once again, she began to work his shaft in a slow rhythm, eyes closed the entire time.
Sita
The rhythm was more relaxed than the first time. the dog held a steady, but gentle motion of grinding his erection in and out of her. it felt great to be fucked so gently.
The Last Day
_** the cracking of asphalt could be heard in the streets, the low rumble rising and falling with a rhythm of its own.
The Missing Links
There was wind on this night, strong wind that roared aggressively over the land and made the canopies of the many trees sing with the rhythm of the raging storm, breathing deeply with its ominous intake.
Anum Chaos – Question from my Mind Chapter 1-3
He takes falys hand and went outside his home on the way to the wind rhythm club.
Gesture - Greg and Lucas 1
That internal rhythm matching the rhythm of a song, that need for movement. that drive that could only be inspired by a good song, either techno, or house, or hip-hop, or country. that way of living called dance, the expression, the feeling.
A series of Elephants and Lions stories. Chapter 3: Omni vent
The tongue of the elephant, powerful, muscled and incredibly flexible wrapped around his cock head, only the cock head, and got tight and wide with pulsating rhythm.
Wake Up Call
Firmly seated, callie began an easy rhythm, moving him in and out of her body. smiling up at his wife, he ran his paws up and down her body and played with her breasts to her extreme pleasure.
Karma's Little Game - Part One
It was my turn to moan as he started a gentle rhythm up and down on my lusting member. my hips began to shift in response as his thrusts became faster and increasingly passionate.
An early morning, a long night.
Her small breasts bouncing in tune with his rhythm as he continued thrusting into her. wriggling her hips she met him at every thrust. she felt it, the warmth returning.
The Story of the Kissing Leaf
His heart hammered against his ribcage, a drumbeat syncing to the rhythm of his arousal. xyiandyir leaned into her caress, his body tensing with the pleasurable contradiction of vulnerability and eagerness. "would you, telitaya?"