Mav (Mavology I)
"oh it's going~" chuckled the dober as he took his jacket completely off. "went to go see rob for a little bit at the hospital." "how's rob doing?" marie asked as she went to fetch a jug of freshly squeezed orange juice from the fridge.
Slip Slidin' Away
He yanked the bat away and swung as hard as he could, hitting the young dober across the back of his head with the steel bat. it knocked him immediately unconscious.
Delta Dex
He adjusted himself a bit and felt the dober hilt himself in and start thrusting. dex groaned in pleasure from the sensation of being fucked.
The Back Pages (2024)
The aging brazilian dobers were arguing about where to put a portrait of themselves on the shelf. rob smiled and chuckled to himself as he stepped back outside.
Watching the Wheels
Rob poked his head inside to find the teenage dober sound asleep, which brought a reserved smile to rob's face. he gently closed the door and stepped into his office.
Reading the situation
"the dober who was so dense i felt like i'd slammed into a brick wall!" "yes! her!" charli cackled. "oh my god, remember how she got really wasted later that night?" "yes! and- jesus- she fucking puked all over bruce!"
Blind
Clamping his butt on the throbbing dober-cock, matt enjoyed the feeling of the latex warming up and inflating with cum, cum which the dalmatian would've gladly taken into his hole bareback, but maybe being safe was the better option anyway, especially since
Automatic Lover (Mavology II)
The two aging dobers stared annoyingly at each other. maverick chuckled and zipped his jacket up before rushing out the side door. driving into the neighboring jefferson woods, maverick picked his son up from his brother's house.
When All Is Said And Done (Mavology III)
The exam room door opened up to reveal karen's other friend, a lady dober named sam. she poked her head inside quickly. "okay, we got a car crash victim coming in! need everyone in trauma one, pronto!" "i have to go~" karen said.
The Buzzing Hour
April 2nd, 1997, 11:03 A.M. local time, somewhere over British Columbia \<Flight Sergeant Jonathon L. Tiff, 802nd Bomber Squadron, currently assigned to B-62 Fortress Eagle 'United Effort' 96-00756\> \>Bright white flurries stacked...
Cowboy (2019)
Instead of leather fetish gear, the heavily tattooed red dober was cleaned up in a dark blue suit and slacks. a gray necktie complimented his getup. he walked over to greet ben. "how's it going today?" "eh, not bad." ben acknowledged.