Gap Year: Nude European Experience
It was absolutely luxurious and jake really enjoyed it, tail wagging and hitting the masseuse. the masseuse jake got was a giggly girl that could not have been german. no german would be that giggly and perky. mine _was_ german.
A Massues's Happy Ending + The leash
It was easy to tell those breasts were a large under there, combined with well shaped curves just barely giving her a slightly robust look. lucky for the masseuse, he was paid extra for whatever else in the spa this lioness needed....or wanted.
Café Plaisir - Short - Neon Staccato
A jolteon masseuse, acupunturist, gamer and raver girl of cafe plaisir's afternoon shift!
Bucking the trend
The music choice must obviously just be her masseuse's taste, typical of a prey species to be into such nonsense, the lioness thought.
Deviant Delights #19 - Dates and Daemons
Whatever else he wanted, though, the masseuse was leading him toward a room in the back, with davin being led in a similar manner by his own masseuse.
Chapter 8: Jessi
Chris and marcus both agreed their massages were over far too soon as the exotic masseuses left as the shop closed, which forced them back out onto the street.
Pulling Muscles
As the masseuse had approached, the bat's eyes had narrowed slightly.
Day Spa
Before he could ask, he was being lifted by the powerful arms of who he assumed now to be his masseuse. the masseuse set david down gently on the table, and instantly he knew what the hole was for.
Herm summer camp 2
Spotty indeed was a trained masseuse. at least she knew how to touch a penis with a care that was usually drowned out by lust. "yes. dear. feel it flow all over your body, like waves."
The Tease of Massage
His masseuse smiled as well as a hippogriff could with a beak, his feathers speckled with brown and white and melding smoothly into an anthro equine bottom half, his hooves large and fetlocks dripping with feather.
Coed Tag-Team, or, Rats Have Neat Toes
No massage clinic could stay in business long with such a wildly exclusive clientele unless the masseuses paid for the privilege.
A Twin Pleasure
Upon the dog calling them, the masseuses looked up from their work...and then, with almost comical precision, the two furs on the tables looked, too, each over their left shoulder, to see what was going on.