Fertile Soil - Chapter 11
Their hair was longer and more full, skin looking more supple and shiny, though their horse-cocks were not quite as big as the older assistants.
Meet Me at the Throne (Patreon Extreme)
Limp horse cocks bounced between thighs, hefty canid and feline balls nestled underneath sheaths, various reptiles portrayed simple slits that held their own dicks.
Gangbang Lust at Knots & Flares: Part Three
God, if horse cocks could only have a knot too, she might have been the happiest bunny in existence... heaven was a place and it was there in a sea of horse cocks and dog dicks, swimming in them, surrounded by them, living in them.
hard wood
It was a cold morning in the cabin the other guys woke up and got dressed me? I was still in bed I didn't like the work I was in but sadly my dad had the great idea of getting me an apprenticeship here I work at a log mill. My name is frank the dragon...
Splintered Chromosomes ch2
The though of which caused my huge horse cock's head to flear becoming more flat also forcing it to back out a bit but that was ok at least i could get most of the head in my mouth i thought.
Arty's Gay Agenda
The limp-dicked sissy brothers were dressed as schoolgirls from big dick university, their furs pink and purple, both riding fat rubber horse cocks, tiny caged dicks spurting as they had hands-free sissygasms. "lucifer, do i love pride~!"
The Stallion Guest
The stallion cocked his head to the side. "is something wrong, my friend?" "you...you're more naked." "yes, i am. because it is a price i am happy to pay, for your hospitality."
A Thing for Horses
-arch ^^ **a thing for horses** horse cocks. mitch fucking loved horse cocks.
Country Stuffin'
He raised his eyes as best as he could in his bent-over position, managing to bring the horse-cock's owner's tummy into to view - covered with a fine coat of short, chestnut hair that rippled slightly over the bunching muscles of the she-stallion's abs.
Cheating it Casual: Part Two
The ring remained on her finger, but the horse cocks driving into her holes were a better fit than even that for a fetish that only one kind of fur could satisfy.
Off His Chest [Sketch]
The golden retriever gritted his teeth and grunted as the bus went over yet another bump, bouncing him in his seat - and squishing the firm, humid heat wedged up within the front of his hoodie against his chest and neck again. Stray thoughts coupled...
Mark of the Forest
Villagers gathered around and inside the hut where the priestess lie on her deathbed, her final breath drawn, a smile upon her lips while the common folk mourned the loss of their most valued member. The priestess had been responsible for...