Older passions
Nonetheless, the old onager licked his lips once again and bent over, nuzzling winston's belly, his shaft, and then his fuzzy cervine balls. "mmmm... these big boys are gonna get those young fillies all knocked up."
Void, Chapter 1 Pt1, first draft.
._ another onager class - one the _oberon_'s sisters. older than the _oberon_ by a few years. general purpose corvettes, built to the specification of the fourth fleet. long range, good stealth, patrol ships - like most of the fourth fleet.
The unlikely rescuer...
_'quit fussing around and get your thumb in there onager. and squeeze my throat like i taught ya to.'_ and then i would." dunlup teasing that quivering tail star with one finger, sending a shiver racing up the big wolf's spine.
Wrestling a Legend...
The old onager paused and rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment, toying with his own bath towel as it lay on the bench.
Home town Hero...
The old onager helped the handsome stallion up onto his hooves, guiding the famous stallion up stairs as trev strolls over to the young gelding.
A Chocobo's Story, Chapter 3
The auxiliaries took refuge within the squares and supported the legionnaires with their arrow and javelin fire, the artillerists adding onager and scorpion (large crew served crossbows) fire that they poured into the advancing enemy with deadly effect
Loser pays up.
With a lewd grunt, the horny donkey returned his focus to his ride, the onager spreading his hooves and fucking that tight rump hard. letting all the caged colts behind him watch his meaty balls swing and slap alrett's wounded loins loudly.
Hogging the Sows...
Dunlup grinned eagerly, the old onager still panting, his body sweaty, but he gleefully kissed kora back, moaning softly in pleasure as juxon worshipped his fat cummers. "mmm, you're more than welcome, beauty."
Bath house conquests...
The portly onager smiled broadly and leaned back with his arms resting on the rim of the big stone tub. if these girls were here for some foul play, he'd at least die happy with a big grin on his muzzle. "well hey there."
Party game...
The fat old onager teased as he broke the kiss, leaving the young stallion panting and moaning.
Crashing the Donkey ball
Dunlup you're one sick onager, we love ya." one of the younger male roared, holding up his mug in salute to the homely older male.