An Essence of White
With a dark ocean away, i can easily find the white that stands out. when i look back at all that i have made, i see the small influence and imprint of your support. with every painted canvas, there is an essence of white.
White Otter
Inside the lift was a white and sterile world filled with the smells of cleaning liquids.
The White Serpent
Wiping away the cum he saw a white snakes head tattooed on his hand. he pulled off his raincoat and rolled up his shirt sleeve, revealing a tattoo of a white snake coiling up his arm. the detail was incredible. clearly he hadn't been dreaming.
White beaches
His cock throbbing underneath his body, leaking precum onto the white sand below. narshik takes a deep breath and thrusts again, burying himself balls-deep.
The White Room
He threw his hands up and looked up at the white ceiling. "really?!" cid examined the ceiling closely. "who.. are you talking to?" "no one! cid, what is the door for?"
White Whine
Big white fluffy tail, nice backside. the only thing that spoiled was the pair of furry white balls. you couldn't have everything. "what do i do?" daryl sounded both scared and excited. "get your cock out first stupid.
White Nights
On this night, the summer solstice, the whitest of the white nights, stories seemed to swarm about his mind even more than they usually did.
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White Hot
The white dragon nodded in greeting to a few of the people he'd met there before and made his way to the bar.
White Wings
Downy feathers sprouted all over her body, pale white and beautiful; but soon stained yellow by her mother's milk. **ch. 4 - family** she emerged weeks later, a white harpy with great beautiful wings and a face without wrinkles.
A White Mare
Then a white, cartoonish pony plopped from the circle onto the grass. actually, a white unicorn. in a golden armor. with a spear. he stood up and fixed his helmet, which had become crooked by the fall.
The White Fox
He was a white fox , plain as that , no evident or clear markings , odd colours or something that identified him as him , but just a white fox.he wore a pink hoody which seemed to settle on him nicely , and a pair of denim shorts complementing the hoody generously.he