The Lonely King
Verse ii ever since i lost your hand my castle's turned to sand my kingdom's gone to pieces now i'm left to smooth the creases you taught me a lesson with little discretion my crown is broken i'm on my own again chorus i ain't
Elora and Spyro
You swallowed again, your gaze anxiously following the glimmering rope of pre dangling from the tip of the hot and hard dragon meat that was heating up your pussy and crease at the same time.
Rough Patches -- Chapter 3 -- Part Three -- {Unwanted Meetings}
The male's thick and manly eyebrows creased as his golden eyes; like that of a luxray's gazed at raiki. raiki's eyes widened as his jaw dropped.
Escaping the Storm: Part 5
"no--" "in that case, yes, i am one of them," erik spat, the bridge of his muzzle creasing. yuri's image faded, replaced instead by the thought of pieter.
The Pathway
Myself through all 6 eyes but unable to see a positive reflection i no longer fight and feel its legs enclose suffocating a desire to push back the strength i feel has left before i could bounded i walk living in harmony with the futility that creased
Hurdles
His eyes creased up hard. "hey, i told you. i'm starving." "heh. fair." "then, after all that, just as i promised, we'll have that huge, nuzzling cuddle on the couch while we find something... good... on tv."
Military Measures -- Chapter 2 -- Part Three -- {A Different Adversary}
Guren creased her brows, as if trying to glare at the ground. it seemed she didn't like speaking about that topic. "it's fine. i know that feeling, this is just protocol."
An Unconventional Make-Up
I could smell his sweat along the creases of his thickening throat. the peeking edge of his pectorals under his neckline pulsed with his heart, spreading the shirt fabric thin. a baritone voice commanded, "feel it happen."
Furnapped :: Squeal to School Slut::
The dragon soon releases his heavy load inside the fox, feeling him up till it over flowed and seeped from the small creases at the entrance. the male slides his large cock out and lets it go limp.
Master & Slave: The Initiation
Settling on her knees, straddling him, she leaned down, nuzzling the crease of her master's neck as her hips slid against his.
A Hard Day's Reward
She crawls between her father's legs, twisting her body around and hugging tightly around his thigh for support as she draws her tongue back along his taint and up along the crease between his ass cheeks.
Lost in Los Angeles- Chapter 1
My face creased in an expression of faint annoyance. i wished she had been here. i desperately needed her presence. she had this talent for cheering me up, even if i was sick as a human and dying.