Therapy - Session 2
My arms wrapped bashfully around my chest instinctively as he reached past me to hang my sweaty tshirt on the stall's coat rack. that damp armpit passed by my nose, his scent pounding in my head like a sledgehammer.
?A Natural Suit
Dressed in shabby pair of cargo trousers and an old black tshirt jencen was aware he probably looked shabby but he didn't really care.
Innocence Lost - 2
Wayne watches me from the inside, unbuckling his seatbelt, as i shrug off my tshirt and toss it aside. he opens his door, but i shake my head, and he leans back in his seat, waiting.
Commission: The Great Enslavement - chapter 5
He held it securely in his fist through his tshirt for a moment as if deriving some kind of comfort from it. jai decided against asking about that. xxxhe awoke to the scent of wet stone, sunlight turning his eyelids a dull glowing pink from the inside.
Therapy - Session 6
Unlike his partner, he towered above me, dressed in shorts and the con tshirt. he looked like a simpleton, face contorted in a mix of anger and what i assumed was a constant confusion about the world around him. "really?"
The Audio Slave: first look
"thank goodness this shit doesnt last long" i said getting up and going to my closet. i grabbed my sex drugs and dubstep tshirt and a pair of jeans aswell as socks and boxers and said make yourslef comfortable i said setting my clothes on the bed and
Extra P'orc Chapter
He caught sight of her, kneeling before him with thighs spread and the tshirt riding high upon them. at this, he released a spurt onto the carpet then continued to leak at a steady pace.
Trouble in the Park
The male fox slipped off his gray tshirt, and with a twinge of embarrassment, turned his back to the officer as he dropped it to the ground and started unfastening the belt of his pants. the female fox had a harder time.
Tya's Family Fun - Welcome Home
I flopped back onto the couch just as he sprayed cum all over my face and chest, coating my red tshirt with splotches of white. he stood there for a while, panting and steadying himself while i licked my lips and tasted his delicious cum.
Weaver Fever (chapter 2)
Then he brushed his teeth and started some laundry in the kitchen sink, looking out at the tangle of old grass on the rear chainlink of the garden as he dunked four tshirts into the soap-scum.
Vera's Revenge
He wore a white tshirt and a pair of navy blue shorts. his hair was dark brown, straight, and pulled back into a ponytail. strangely, all he carried was some rope.
Those Banana Days -(Chapter 2)-
He asked as i bounced on his lap, no clothes on other than this skin tiiiight black tshirt, best part, glittered pink writing of an "a+" on the front and "teacher's pet" on the back, making this act of copulation the most cliché scene if someone were to take