Magic Jock p2
Still the two continued to kiss, their hips crashing into each other as the apartment experienced a flash flood, the tide higher until the door, already battered from days of excessive loads, was removed from the hinges and a tide of batter flew out, hosing
Making a Tasty Mess
"the bigger the mess, the better the batter, i say." draping his palms over her hips, timo asserted his agreement with a tight, steadying grip. "feels to me like the batter is ready," he claimed. "already nice and thick; you don't want to overdo it."
Magic Jock
This was a constant high that only grew when the next batch of ball batter rose from her cock and splattered around her.
Horny Hung Hopps (A thisaccountdoesnotexist story, posted with permission)
The other furniture wasn’t much different, her dresser and desk drizzled with a downpour of bunny batter and the ceiling given a fresh coat, or three.
Bronies
"time to pour the batter and put back in the dividers. these will be the best brownies she will ever have." sarah got the batter poured in and the dividers in place.
The Perfect Breeder
With a primal roar, the typhlosion grabbed the goodra's big, squishy horns, bent over her, and began to thrust again, immediately putting her stretchiness to the test as he battered his colossal, barbed horse cock down her throat with reckless abandon.
A Fox and a Rabbit - A thisaccountdoesexist story, posted with permission
A thick, rumbling **_churn~_** filled the bedroom, judy’s vastly virile balls already hard at work brewing up unfathomable amounts of bunny batter on top of what she already undoubtedly had pent up.
Piss-Bucket
He huffed loudly, making sure to keep his ass up as that hot batter filled him until it flowed out between the cock and his hole.
Coffee & Cream
She giggled and put the pen down, slithering over an olympic pool's worth of breeding batter thick enough to be used to garnish pancakes.
1000 Swimmers
That canine flow surges, pulses, battering my dam, battering my resistance. i'm sealed so tight. i'm his to be used. i'm his to be bred. the pressure keeps building. i shake my head and sanity slips away. it can't hold. the pressure ceases.
The Night Kitchen
Up until morning, the batter we'll fold." tom's stiff posture relaxed as realization struck him. "they can't see me," he whispered under his breath. "the batter's too opaque, too thick." yet he could see them.
Slavery Legalized - Chapter 6: Finally, Breakfast!
As he stirred the mix, it turned into a nice batter. he gave it a little taste and smiled. "it's perfect, here try it." he lowered his finger to the wolf's muzzle to allow him a taste as well.