Chapter 1: the banishment
Hole tearing her skin as he leaned over her grinning at the site of her pained and tear covered face, he pulled out from her mouth pussy and anus rolling her onto her back her smiled at you "nothing personal sweetie" she chuckled slamming his large white uneven
Slow News Day
Ricardo slowly made his way toward the scene, the ground uneven and still shaking at every step. "ugh...the things i do for my curiosity. one of these days i'm gonna get stomped."
Overdose
They crinkled together unevenly as the overworked ring of muscle around his asshole clenched, trying to close.
Abzu
There was a great crashing through the drain, the water sloshing unevenly, and cloud looked upstream, where the shadow of something enormous was flickering across the bend.
The demise of Mr. Foxington
The snake was very weird, it's body was uneven and it's skin had a flaky brown pattern. the fox was surprised there was no pain, but then it began.
Taking the Knot
Zharriel was still relentlessly pounding away at the blue rump beneath him, tugging back hard before slamming in as hard as he could, his breath coming jagged and uneven now.
Fire Back On Your Tongue
His shadow skin was cracked and uneven, but he didn't act like it was hurting him.
An encore for two
The sight of him unraveling—the way his eyes rolled back, his lips parted, his breath catching in uneven gasps—was enough to send me over the edge.
Tale of Infinity: A Theft Gone Awry
Her cunt slavered and clenched around the invading member, leaving an uneven, stringy coat of bubbling lubrication. there was no resistance, in any conceivable way.
The Wolf Warlock: 'Asura'
Looking down he can see that there are, or were, some kind of paving stones that have become overgrown wild flora and uneven to walk upon.
Wanderers Ch 1
Even from this distance, it was apparent that his fur was ruffled, uneven, torn out in patches, and coated with a sticky substance. his clothing was long gone, exposing his bare fur to the air.
Pedigree - Ch5.
My ears twitched despite my best efforts, picking up the uneven rhythm of it all. heartbeats, footsteps slowing, breaths catching. the scent of curiosity, sharp and bright and tinged with fear.