How To Deal With An Annoying Roommate
Jason sighed, knowing full well that he had not missed any of the washing up, and had in fact done a damn good job of cleaning the entire kitchen. a noble task despite its small size.
Ambri and the Stranger
Still panting in a pile on the floor like a discarded sex doll, ambri heard the stranger washing up and then watched as he exited the restroom. when she finally caught her breath, ambri stood on shaky legs.
Ready, Aim, Fire!- chapter 2
I was in the shower washing up from a long day at the junk yard when all of a sudden i hear barking. i immediately know its alex, because i can hear ryan yelling. "i told you to leave!" his voice is rough and angry.
Izabel's Wet Dream
He'd been very helpful the night before when we were washing up at the stream. my pussy winked, making me grunt under my breath. he really liked centaurs, and boy did he know how to use his his tail and knotted cock.
Bathroom Break
He waited a few minutes longer before washing up and slipping out himself, just to make sure no one got suspicious.
Alex and Desert: Alex's Tail
The two sat together a moment, enjoying the feel of the warm water before cleaning washing up from the fun. (the end of part five. thanks to draina for character use and helping to create the story. more planned to be written soon)
post workout product
A couple furs were showering causing a bit of steam to haze the area, a fit looking roo and a chubby rhino minding their own and washing up. putting my towel on the rack i took the next available stall on the left and started up the water.
A Tale Of Two Horses, Act 3.
up, so for me tonight it seems like a winner.
On the Path of Discovery: Chapter 2- The Weekend Part 1
I released my knot allowing my cock to retreat back into my sheath and finished washing up. i turned off the water and shook myself of most of the water in my fur. i got out and towel dried my fur and walked to my room to get dressed.
39 (DSV Nautica) Listening
He stared out at the rolling ocean waves, gently washing up over their feet. the silence spoke volumes.a gentle breeze rustled the tropical islands vegetation, and tumbled small dunes of sand across the beach.
The Beginning With No End (Chap. 11)
Well, not so much the fact he hated cooking, just the washing up involved after cooking. narei had always been the lazy type.
Iron Author #12: The Touch, The Words, The Warmth part 1
They were breathing in time, the hot, panted breaths from their noses washing up against their closed eyes like tides.