Red's True Tale (part 4)
Nearby a thrush called shrilly to its mate, or perhaps in search of one. this thought led me quickly back to my own mate, awaiting my return.
My Tale of Pleasure Island
I picked up the pace, each thrush threw a fresh wave of intense pleasure over me, harder, faster, my balls churned and before i knew it , i felt my tip flare and i brayed loudly as i again released several waves of my seed into the young guys mouth.
Lakeside Leisure
One thrush in the bracken caught his attention first, a silhouette the size of a large rock, except... it was no rock! it had long ears, a snowdrop tail, and long hind paws. in fact, the silhouette was a fat, white rabbit shuffling through the bracken.
Wish you were here.
He can do little more than grunt with each thrush as she is in total control. not that he minds feeling a female on him for the first time in a long felt great.
White and Black pt.2
Before he could say anything they saw the door open in one big thrush. "thomas where are you!?" a familiar voice called "i'm here dad!"
Lonely Winter Nights 1
With a quick thrush of his body a feeling of warm liquid fills my mouth. i don't hesitate to swallow. he looks down then pushes my head away. he leans down and kisses me; his tongue slides down mine.
Our Little Secret
A thrush? a robin? she had no ear for feathered music and understood why she was concerned over the type of bird that was singing even less.
A Patient Death 22: On The Road
Breeze admitted, his eyes settling on a tightly packed thrush of pine trees at the lowest point of the valley. wind nipped at them, winter slowly waning, if it could even be called winter down here. no snow, no ice, no frost. just rain, wind, and chill.
Mountain Love: Part 3
A second hard thrush forced a gasping moan from her, a mix of both pleasure and pain flooding her senses. again he thrust; his paws quickly sliding to her backside, claws digging in against her soft flesh, but not breaking through her scales.
The Peaches of Easter
His half-waking half-dozing ears picked up the thrush of disturbed pathway, until his slew of senses encroached upon a presence standing over him.
Outward Dangers, Inward Pleasures
And it had such a sweet smell to it, shi mused to hirself, lifting the water to hir lips once more, not hearing the startled cry of a thrush as it tore from the nearby bushes.
And the Greatest of These
The plaintive call of the blackbird and the mistle thrush floated across the lake to me, and the sun seemed less warm than previously. i stacked away the pots i had used, re arranging them neatly in the piles i kept them in when not in use.