A Very Delusional Christmas
Vatch very ripped. asterbury very ripped, too." "i sure am, you sexy chocolate strudel." asterbury pulled off his santa robe, and tossed it over the counter. he ran his hands up and down his sexy, sexy, eight pack.
A Very Veil Christmas
"merry christmas, everyone, and a very happy new year..." happy festive fapping, veil.
A Very Helping Hand
Kyra egged him on as she felt the very tip of his length nearing the absolute bottom of her inner muscles. "fuck, i...i swear you feel even **bigger** this time!"
A Very Big Change
She picked up the noise of something very familiar and the scent of sweat up ahead.
A very tauric transformation
This is the second TF story I've ever written! It was crafted with the help of a friend, and I hope you enjoy it. Feedback is greatly appreciated!(Apologies if formatting is weird at the moment, I wrote this on my phone. I'll edit it to be more...
A Very Special Job
He had slept in a very uncomfortable position. why did he even come here? his mind was very foggy, but eventually he grabbed his backpack, his broadsword and got up.
A Very Comfortable Middle
Comic, doesn't, and where snuggling doesn't happen off-panel, i present to you: a short, very salacious housepets fanfic.
A Very Short Leash
_w-what was the **very** first fair ride...t-that you ever took me on?"
A Very Natural Remedy
"oh yes, she's having a very difficult season this year and her meds aren't doing much about it. that's not too surprising though considering that the season tends to be a bit more challenging for wolves."
A Very shiny Christmas
"Oh fuck, fuck fuuuuuuuuuck", Sandrah moaned as [she effortless slid in and out of her husbands swollen, silver rod](https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DiligentExcellentHerald-mobile.mp4).. Andrew had gone to the pharmacy to pick up some last minute bags of...
A Very Murry Yule
She had always loved his taste, from the very first kiss. she never tired of it. when he pulled away, however, the transfer stopped. disappointment filled her over its loss, even though she knew he had his reasons.
A Very Nicki Christmas!
He was very formally dressed, unlike myself and rj. i grinned and waved while rj talked. "what's up, dad?" "just finished cooking! who's this?" "this is nick, he's my boy." "oh," his tone changed to slightly disappointed.