A Princess' Steed: Chapter Eleven
Every inch of the mare's cunny wrapped around his shaft like a satin glove, their bodies perfectly designed to fit one another in the most intimate fashion possible.
Mitch
I lolled my head back and let out a hell of a groan, and any other guy would've done the same-this old fucker's tongue felt like a satin glove around my sweat-stinking fuck flesh. "moth-er...fuck!"
By Your Side
Her satin-gloved hands shook slightly, but the bat did not seem to notice her own trembling, or anything else around her for that matter. rouge sat as if oblivious to the entire world.
A Deep Family Tradition
The gown was strapless, leaving his lovely shoulders and arms bare, and he wore delicate little blue satin gloves on his paws.
Daring Escape: Part 3 of a Trilogy
I took her satin-gloved paw and helped her daintily hop down to the ground. she smiled cutely up at me. "thank you, sweetie."
All Hallow's Eve: The Beast with Many Backs
He was wearing a pair of almost obscene leather shorts that barely scraped his mid-thigh, a halter-top made of purple velveteen with a black, open fronted shirt loose over it and black and white striped fingerless satin gloves that reached almost to his shoulders
Up on he Moon
Dressed in white, fur-padded coat and white satin gloves, blond haired goddess. shyly, she smiled with her full pink lips and gray marble eyes. a human. shocked, her parents stared speechless.
Up on the moon.
Dressed in white, fur-padded coat and white satin gloves, blond haired goddess. shyly, she smiled with her full pink lips and gray marble eyes. a human. shocked, her parents stared speechless.