The Jackals - Part 2 (Seirra)
The now adult jackal was lying on her front on the beach towel, completely naked, her black fur bathing in the hot sunlight, making her melt from the heat; her piercing on the lips, something she had done when she reached the 18 years bar, sparkled in
Sugar Hill Hall Preludes - Jimbo - Part 1
beach towel, wine coolers, ocean in the background... and sucking on a modestly sized dick who's owner was just off screen. he bit his lower lip lightly between buck teeth, and slipped a shaking paw under the elastic of his underwear.
Chapter 3: A Touch of Sand and Heat
Katherine had claimed it as a pseudo beach towel, positioning it under an umbrella for shade. she toyed with a can of lemonade between her paws, a pair of sunglasses all but invisible against her natural black fur.
Chapter Three: A Touch of Sand and Heat
Katherine had claimed it as a pseudo beach towel, positioning it under an umbrella for shade. she toyed with a can of lemonade between her paws, a pair of sunglasses all but invisible against her natural black fur.
Favour of the Gods
The wolf growled contentedly as he stretched out on his beach towel, the summer sun shining down upon him as his dark furred body lay there in nothing more than a slim, well fitted pair of shorts.
Vivian's Watermelons
Mario was sitting on the beach towel they were sharing earlier; he seemed a little spaced out as he watched the waves go by. something heavy must have been weighing on his mind.
Win Some, Lose Some
Each time he would complete a lap, he would push his head up over the wall, looking on at his relaxing beloved husky, laying on her beach towel, earbuds tucked in her pointed grey ears.
Moments To Hours
To be more precise, sean's towel (a giant oversized beach towel, plastered with the likeness of marilyn monroe) was changing, flickering from marilyn to blue to a tattered rag to- you tear your eyes away and stand up. "sean?" nothing.
Chapter 9
I stand on shaky legs and head over to the bathroom closet to pull a beach towel from the bottom. it fits around me nicely and i stumble back into the living room. stephen is still a werewolf and is glaring at the man from the side of the couch.
Beach Bunny
A checkered beach-towel lay draped over her right shoulder while her left hand carried a fish-net carry case with various items inside as she looked about the beach for a place to lie out.
Dust and Echoes - Part I
Carbon took his beach towel and threw it across the sand next to ilaria. he placed his breathing unit down on top and slumped to a seat, his own erection poking a tent out in his swim trunks. "i'll stay if you really don't mind.
Return to Sender 3 - Dust Hill Zone
The pincers grabbed at his legs in annoyance and pulled him right off, before swinging him down hard onto the sand over and over again like he were a beach towel, kicking up the same amount of dust as one.