I'll be good for Christmas
Katie was the best little pet a mistress could ask for and she ran her hands through katie's hair, tugging her in. the kitsune's tails started to wag, dancing in tempo with her grinding hips. she was bliss incarnate at that moment.
The Power of Time
His fingers tensed in her hair, tugging gently, and on her hip, gouging the scales deeply as he paused, fighting the urge to cum on the spot as his cock bumped against her cervix roughly.
The Power of Time
His fingers tensed in her hair, tugging gently, and on her hip,gouging the scales deeply as he paused, fighting the urge to cum on the spot as his cock bumped against her cervix roughly.
Guys Night Out
One of his free paws reaching up and into his now smoothed out silver hair, tugging it. "ahhh..you gotta quit that raz..i think i had one too many...that felt really good..."
What a Jerk
Keon growled as he grabbed my hair tugging my head back into the air. "keon...i think...something...oh fuck." i did my best to tell him, but this feeling, oh this feeling has me on a short leash. "shut the hell up and take this dick!"
Commission: Job for Those You Love
This black fox finally started to pull on that hair, tugging it so that the white victim would be lifted slowly back to his feet.
The Crest of Something
He panted as he felt his head being molded, his hair tugged by the toes against the back of his head. he groaned, huffing, puffing as the long feet pulled at him from either side, almost like they were molding him, shaping him between their pads.
Diary Events: The Masked One.
He had his fingers in my well fluffed hair tugging my head back and destroying me with his powerful thrusts. it wasn't me face fucking him but him face fucking me. i had used his own prostate against him to make him cum.
Desert Chill
He grabbed her tail and hair, tugging them both. "beg. you want it, babe. i know you do. but if you really, _really_, want it, then you'll have to beg." his wife struggled in his grasp, glaring at him and thrashing around. all that effort for naught.
Soothed
Layla clenched her thighs about his head, dug her fingers into his silky hair, tugged, she locked him in place, but he was still in control, as he sent slathering waves of pleasure over her puffed pussy.
A Very Murry Yule
The fingers clutching her collar moved to twine in her hair, tugging it back so that he could nibble at her throat. "yes, i enjoyed my present, tala," he whispered, inbetween kisses to the sensitive flesh. "it's so funny to me.
Nothing to Do In A Small Town but Go Dumb [DIRTY]
Stella walked up to furyonde and wafted at the sorceress' hair, tugging some of it. furyonde slapped stella, "stop it!" and stella hissed at furyonde and took a step back, angered.