Big Brother's Room
My bright orange fur was nearly colorless in the cold, haunted moonlight streaming past the geraniums on the window sill, and the brand-new teenage cinnamon-colored guard hairs poking through my softer, woolly baby-fur, nearly invisible.
In the Thrall of the Slumberwitch
The sheep's woolly hands were soft and warm, and her hooves were smooth and firm. utahime could feel her robes being shrugged off her body. "w-wow..." the slumberwitch gasped.
Feeling Sheepish
That explained the thunder wave i was struck with at least but that knowledge failed to distract me from the attention of this woolly perpetrator.
Diplopia
With a wry smile, she buries your face in her woolly cleavage. \>the sheer warmth is undeniably pleasant, not to mention the softness of her wool. she playfully wiggles her chest back and forth, giving you a bizarre cranial massage of sorts.
Two Exhibitionists Hit The Town! (Part 1/3)
The woolly fabric may have muffled the noise enough for the sensitive ears of those in the quiet cabin, but that didn’t stop the noise from rattling in the bat’s head.
Chapter 5 The First Sin
They were sheep, two ewes and one curly-horned ram, all covered in thick black fur, long faces framed by bushy manes of woolly hair, little black wings that were rubbery and bat-like.
Arctic Embrace
The sly mouth of the bear was tugging downwards, and she felt something peeled, dragged down as her woolly hair continued to prickle in up to her ribs.
Source of The Nile
And eventually it did - caught in the hormone high of the rut, one woolly back reeking of fuck-me-now was the same as any other.
A Dish Best Served Warm
Maybe she'd stirred just enough, able to see the woolly form hovering over her. or maybe she'd hear the giggle as stephanie got her things, dressed herself, and headed down the stairs to her friend's room for the night. stephanie didn't really care.
Movie Date [Hetero / Feline]
In the process, she unzipped her shoulder bag and pulled out her woolly blanket. she wrapped this blanket around herself. "of course, let's go."
The Chronicles of Lussuria - Skoll's tragedy
"well i have got my daddy's horn and mummy's woolly coat so why don't you have a horn like your dad or black fur like your mum?" "i... i don't know."
Mouthfeel
The blue-and-tan sheep stood in his boxers admiring his handiwork and ran his fingers through his woolly mop of orange hair.