What He Deserves
He was going to milk the barbed shaft for all it was worth with the pleasured clenching of his inner muscles, played by the tiger inside of him just like his innermost desires were.
Dimensional Balance Chapter 18: Deus Ex Machina
None of the powers he had ever met had been so... casual, or had possessed such a strong playfulness, which mew seemed to have mile wide streak of. "_of course i do! i'm the progenitor after all!
Cynder's Birthday Surprise - Commission for Ragnorak-Mal
"cyril could easily hire a whole team of chefs if he wanted," spyro added with a grin, flexing his tiny muscles playfully. the dragoness couldn't help but giggle. she gave him a light slap on the shoulder with her wing. "don't exaggerate now.
Consort
Kissing and nuzzling my way down her calf i felt the muscles play as she rose the leg higher over my shoulder the more i worked my way down.
The Serpent of Altair Lake
The feeling of the strong muscle playing across the soft and sensitive skin of his scrotum, cradling and lightly squeezing each of his nuts within with surprising delicacy, was so intense that vel began to let out loud little squeaking moans.
A Cruise Action
The resisting muscle played hokey with him, encouraging max to poke and slobber as much as he could, as if he was gnawing on a thick bone.
How I got Damned - Vannas Tale
The younger girl shuddered at the touch and vanna could feel evana's muscles playing under her paw. evana began to breathe deeper in anticipation of what was to come. vanna was excited, trembling slightly. she was extremely tense. "vanna? evana?
Ms. Celestial!
Even as she watched a red scaled t-rex--similar looking to the grey scaled woman from earlier, though slightly smaller, with better defined muscles--playfully chew on the throat of a moaning cheetah, kaylee felt her bikini bottom leave her hips.
Exit Strategy
Those strong, playful legs held the flower of ecstasy between them. oh, he could write poems about her body. and he would. as soon as he got out of here. but, then, he could write poems of her personality, as well. and her love.
After Hours Pump
I squeezed at his arms and chest, and he twitched the muscles playfully under my grip. we chatted and teased like this for endless minutes, and i asked him about all the things i had wanted to know.
Cultural exchanges
He savoured the sight of the muscles playing under the dragon's scales, savoured the deft movements of his beautiful body, just a little more and he... "what is it?" he saw someone's dry, white, tooth-marked bone being held out to him. "hmmm..
The Life of the Curator 2
Oh, his muscles played a part, and so did his power, but there was something about him that just made him more interesting. he kept that enthusiasm that so many young boys lost when they became supers, and that was all the better for her.