Creaming against the Coyote
Deeply, the coyote laying back against the bean bag in dane's gaming room.
(C) The Sundown Coyote
He turned to look at the dead coyote hanging from the tree, still swaying back and forth. he especially looked at her still-exposed chest and flat belly. "shame. she was a cute thing."
Crushed by a Coyote's Hips
Even having his body slammed into the mattress by an eager, domineering coyote as he was made into a living sex toy would only be a warmup, compared to that.
Practical Demonstration
Dilan unstrapped the coyote's foot paws from the metal stirrups. the coyote eased his legs lower back to the surface of the bed. dilan unstrapped the other straps holding the coyote down.
The Day Coyote Stole the Sun
coyote would obviously tire of this work at some point, long before wolf had to worry about what trouble coyote was planning. coyote though, labored on into the winter. the wind was cold.
A Magically Medical Christmas
“i'd like that, coyote." “me too." the coyote hugged the dragon's head tightly, leaning against him. “merry christmas, scavenger." valyrym returned the coyote's friend.
Pissed Off
Joe gave the coyote another slap which they coyote failed to block. he found that he couldn't move his arms. seeing the coyote's face, joe stepped back and smiled, letting the coyote take in his situation.
A Good Enough Christmas Story
The coyote shrugged. "both, probably." valyrym gently rubbed the coyote's ears. "maybe you should take a break, for the night." "probably." the coyote leaned into the gentle affection.
Against All Odds: Extraction Ch.14
coyote noted that it was already accessed, and was able to get into it easy enough. now coyote was seeing a bunch of smaller files. curious, coyote pressed the icon for the first file.
Wage Slave
He slapped the coyote's ass, and taunted teasing the coyote's lack of manhood, and he'd giggle to himself before whipping the bitch again.
A Very Delusional Christmas
One of the nearest rabbits grabbed at the coyote, clumsily grabbing for his pants. "knots!" the zombie moaned louder, trying to undo the coyote's jeans. "knooooots!" "fuck-a-doodle doo!" the coyote shoved the zombie away, stepping back.
Walking Through the Desert (With a Crow) - A Yot 'Verse Story
His beak rested on the coyote's chest, and he barely resisted the canine's pounding. “oh yes," the coyote growled.