The princess and her Pet
With my thighs spread lewdly i roll my withering ass back and forth as he viciously gives me a harsh ride.
At the Grotto
My barbs did one final splay outwards before i took in a deep breath and closed my eyes, letting go of his tail as my cock withered and shrunk inside him, knot deflating and barbs retracting into the flesh.
Deep Conditioning - Chapter One
It was a palomino stallion, standing five feet at the withers, his golden coat reflecting the early morning sun and the luxuriant platinum coloured mane and tail as soft as silk.
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 5) Mean Gene W24
I blinked, trying to snap out of the hallucination but the wallpaper remained an intertwining mess of withering beauty and never-ending hunger. _something died a long time ago? or something withered?
Aquata Cove - Chapter 18
The colossal demon opened its narrow mouth, withered and decayed, and let out a low grumbling noise. kaiken gasped as he felt the water pulling himself and the noita toward it. umiato stayed still, allowing the ghost's inhale to draw her in.
The Little Things
withered, dark branches moved like the craggily hands of a witch, working her magic onto the pups playing below. the cocker spaniel pups affably tossed a white, slightly frowzy ball back and forth.
Treacherous Sisters
You are as we wanted you a stallion, as similar your body fur coloration to the appaloosa breed ponies, standing at the withers 11.5 to 14 hands high.
The Striped Filly: Flying Changes, Chapter Two
Her shiver encouraged him on and he scratched her withers as the mare shuddered.
Breeding a Future: Chapter 4
He nipped nandag's withers as he grew closer, squeezing in every last inch he could and scooting his hooves closer to put more power into his thrusts.
The Kelmendi Virus
All safe equines, whether formerly-human or not, have been freeze branded near the withers, with a serial number, in this case, 00008 and the local cu number, 01 for the indianola unit."
Changed Fates: Crola - Prologue
His green hood failed to cover his withering white beard and his hunched back. his wrinkled hands grasped on a wooden staff, both used as a cane to ease walking and as a weapon a wizard uses to fight.
Breeding a Future - Chapter 1
Clad in a harness that draped over her white withers, the attire would have been simple for her if not for the wildflowers entwined into the cotton, adoring her in a living creation.