Tik Tik's Death Coach 7
When he pulls out of her, his ectoplasmic semen drips down off the side of her mouth and over her nose, oozing out and falling onto the footrest of the carriage. of course, it's never a good idea to distract a driver.
Master Kaiser - The training
Excited and turn on a bit but he was scare of failing his master, the big master let out a loud blench as he patted his belly "now you know what will happen to those who touches my slave and if you lie me, you can run this fate, now cone closer i need a footrest
Chapter VII: Stairway to highchair
His paws eventually found support on a footrest, but the wolf still could not find a comfortable way to sit. after all, he was not used to wearing a diaper and the unfamiliar cushiony feeling it bestowed upon his bottom.
Final Footstep
You were expected to serve as his footrest for hours on end, even as you struggled to support those broad, heavy feet. he'd rest them on the heels, which dug painfully into your chest and made it so hard to even breathe in his potent scent.
Coming to a Realization
That left one more couch, and a chair with a footrest for akalu and me. akalu chose the couch, so i was left with the chair and footrest.
The Prettiest Misogynist
The shinx crossed his feet on the footrest, relaxing in his seat. "do you think you're a ten, cunt?" lena opened her mouth and left it that way for a few seconds, deciding what to say. "...no?" "then what the fuck are you doing here?"
Night In
A groan muffled from my throat as he placed his feet on either cheek my backside, using me as a footrest.
Watching TV
The tv seemed to be his main attraction, for now...which kinda seemed like a waste of perfectly good bear-domming time...if only i was free, i could do something nice for him, like lick his footpaws, or let him use me as a footrest, or...or anything...i might
The Emporium of Curious Goods 2: Addictive TV
_ then he was sitting in the most comfortable chair of his life, legs propped up on a spring-loaded footrest. just like that!
A Faithful Slave
Instead i picture myself there, on all fours to be master's footrest before his friends. perhaps at some point master will have me lick his feet instead, let me draw my tongue over them. i drool a little at the thought, and it falls onto my chest.
Drew Being A Dirty Fucker With A Skunk Friend
They both took a couple of big gulps and set them aside on a coffee table, as tag peeled off his wet socks before propping up his sweaty footpaws on the footrest and sighed, turning on the tv.
A Deal with the Devil - Part 1
It's fine, i don't need a footrest," wiki said flusteredly, but the drone didn't move from its position. "let it be," teryx waved his hand as he took another sip of wine, "just enjoy yourself."