The Tales of Horace: The Retired Porn Star
The old polar bear took a firm seat right on that crotch, feeling the lad's flaccid meat slip into his honey pot and stir a bit. oh, is this one gonna come back up and finish?
Rude Awakening
A giggle escaped her when he probed her navel before seeking for her feminine honey pot. ameria watched him do this over the curves of her chest. his ears were pinned backwards as his hair brushed her abdomen.
Identity Crisis Chapter 5: Lost Mind, and Lost Control
Brenda's tongue pressed harder, faster, and deeper into tammy's honey pot. tammy squirmed, her back arched, and her breast rose steadily as she breathed heavily. tammy closed her eyes and murrs "feels good mommy."
A Sweet Detour
So much so, that instead of attempting to escape, she decided to spend the rest of her vacation as a honey pot. it was the most fun she'd had all week, after all.
Anthro Sex Squad Story - Mooshi’s Inflated Sense of Self
"honey-pots." "aah, no," mooshi giggled as she thought about all the uses for the word 'honey-pot' that she knew, "i can't eat fauna, even insects. they upset my stomach quite a lot."
Adventures of Purranna Fox - Chapter Two
His fingers entered her, exploring the warmth of her honey pot, moving slowly at first but speeding up as her moans and the movement of her hips increased.
One Trader to Another (TDS Side #3)
Her moans hit a high note as he shoved his nose against her clitoris, his lips all but sealed in a messy kiss against her own lower lips, tongue thrashing like a trapped serpent within his tight honey-pot. honey-pot.
Of Nightmares & Daydreams
As she lays on her back, her bare breast bounced in rhythm to my thrust as i dipped my dick into her honey pot, over and over again. "nngg!"
Something For Everyone - Part Two - Epilogue -
He worked spencer to the absolute edge - smelling the hybrid's arousal with each lick and nuzzle - easing off and alternating between the trembling thighs until spencer recovered and going back to that sweet, slick honey pot like a bee to a spring flower.
Without Words
Her legs parted gradually at his ministrations, as his right paw rubbed at her rapidly moistening honey pot. he listened intently for the clues. that small catch of breath. her grip tightening on the couch.
From the Diary of Jun – Excerpt 4: The Game
Instead i had angled myself so that while i rapidly lapped away at her honey pot my nose pushed hard against her button. i felt her arms pull me in harder as her legs joined them wrapping around my back. i redoubled my efforts.
Winding down
In response he slowly thrusted forward into her hot honey pot the walls of her snatch being very tight around the large intrusion. the queen moaned so hard in pleasure when she felt the male inside her.