A Man and His Sabercat
lars said lustfully. "oh yes, definitely yes!"
An Alien Lover
But lar was not human. i had learned today not to take that resemblance to much to heart. "greetings, norton." lar chirped at me. "greetings, lar." i responded.
A Drink, and Something More
lars might be an awful pokemon trainer, but when it comes to showing a needy sawsbuck doe what a good tongue can do, there's nobody finer! good thing lars doesn't mind that weak bladder of hers...
The kiss of Death
lars flashed a smile, and nodded to the fox. they both sat up and looked at each other. the fox took a fleeting look at lars, and help up a hand. "sleep lars, we may one day meet again. for now, forget".
Highly Nutritious Cream
"well _hello_ there," lars purred, walking past other pokemon milling about the stable. all were female. the boarding centers segregated by gender for reasons lars was about to demonstrate.
The Addiction of Aperio
"sorry dude," lars murmured. eventually lars' round ass hung over aperio's face, sweat dribbling from the crack, musk as heavy as smoke in a wildfire.
Doodle Story: Shitters in the Outfield
"okay...okay, we're almost home, lars. just a few more steps and-" lars whined loudly and held his groin while nervously hopping up and down.
Man's Best Friend
"i won't" lars reassured and pulled the other into a kiss. "i love you lars, my master, my mate." this made lars smile and blush. "i love you too my pet, my mate, my best friend." what was going to happen now?
The Wall
lars just enjoyed the kiss as till now placed his other paw over lars's crotch, applying a bit of pressure to his growing member. lars was now convinced that till wanted the same as he did. till slowly moved his paw up and down, slowly over lars member.
Jailbird: The Prison Planet
Trevor did offer one courtesy, as though he was reading lars' mind. he spat into his palm - a massive puddle of saliva - and smeared it under lars' tail, gently probing at his hole. lars couldn't help but feel the excitement build.
Aspirations
Oh yeah," lars chuckled, lowering his shirt. "yeah, she's loaded like _fu-u-uck._ so, uh, this elevator? over here?" "yes, mister-." "oh, hey, just call me lars!"
Heretic Anthem
Riley nodded, finishing his toast and taking lars' empty plate. as he was washing the dishes, lars sat down in the lounge room and checked his phone.