More To Us
As his paw strokes along the shaft, he rubs more and more pre along the length, slicking it, trying to bring as much pleasure as he can to that length in front of him. thyrien's hips begin to hump steadily into lyr's paws.
No More Regrets.
In the morning, a very weak legged wolverine kissed Jon-Tom goodbye. In his head, Eve was making notations for "future" reference. She found the thought funny considering they were presently decades in his past. He could catch bits of her fanciful...
No More Nightmares
\*Just a side note, this story contains sheath vore rather than traditional cock vore No More Nightmares By: Jizzal For: Tristan Tristan © Tristan Hawthorne With a sad whine the Tristan, a young hare, sat up in his bed. He...
More Dessert?
The wet, thick smacks off the barn walls, reverberating in his ears even as he heaved yet another wheelbarrow of baked, sugary treats forth. It was always another, never, ever enough, a race to sate the behemoth for a few hours before that monstrous...
More of the Same
"Tired?" Ray asked Crystal as they approached Eterna from route 211 during the afternoon. She nodded up at him and stretched her hind legs between steps. She was exhausted. They'd kept to the outskirts of Celestic and had searched several buildings...
more refs
size of my characters is directly proportionate to breed. (Body size not Phallic / Vulua / anus size)aquatic mammilians (obviously not on Excalibur) denoted by a ** signa single * means not on Excalibur no mark means at least one present. Crew size...
No more secrets
He feels that his member hardens and more precum leaks, this woman is very beautiful and that excites him.
Hungry for More
With every step phallika took she felt more and more like her old self. her form became more refined as she digested her feast and became revitalized.
Something More
_Soooooo...this is a sequel to "Intro to Something More." I will try to write a little more tonight. The next chapter will probably have a little more naughtiness in it, although that's a secret. Hope you like it. If diapers and humiliation aren't your...
More giving in
More giving in "To much weight between their hocks?" The wicked Goat asks the drunken Frat pony, as they was racing equines on TV. "Heh and mine I guess..." The sexy young stud grunts, looking down at his own exposed crotch. His sheath bulging...
A Late Finish
Linda sat at her desk, keyboard rattling as she typed up her latest report on the newest addition to the kennels. She'd been managing the renovation of the East Wing of the building, turning it into a breeding suite for pedigree dogs. The newest...
Begging For More
"You're fucking crazy," I tell him over the phone, running my fingers through my short, curly hair. "You know what the great thing is, Brad?" I hear him ask. He sounds pissed but also amused in a way. "I don't care what you...