The Bear
The bowl was hefted up in chubby paws and deposited, dump-truck style into his waiting maw.
Ms Atomic Bomb
\>she's drooling and lapping at your erection through your pants \>you struggle in vain to get her away but you would have better luck moving a dump truck \>you can feel and hear her purring against you send wet vibrations to your groin \>now you
R&D
When inspiration hits me it seems it hits like a dump truck. didn't mean to do so much, but just kinda kept going. as always, enjoy. standard boiler plate: this is fantasy, not real.
Love Lost, Chapter 18b: Dismissals, concluded.
Fill a caravan of dump trucks with lobster and pour it all in? "that sounds delicious!"
Good Morning
Then everything else hits me like a sensory dump truck.
Strained Limits
Sliding her longer tail down into theirs she giggled hearing rubbery creaking reaching behind her she gripped zarthia tugging and hefting up over her dump truck of an ass, her tail spines and spikes already pushing through their spikes framing the candy bead
High School Days Ch9: Wrestlers
Tony looked at his own reflection, that of a six and a half foot jack russell terrier who was built more like a dump truck then a terrier. he flexed his arms a bit, stretching.
In The Name Of Velocirapture - Chapter 4
He had to remain in a curled up position (that he suspected was doing horrible things to his spine) in order to stay inside of the thing without making it into the size of a dump truck, he couldn't play with himself without very likely short circuiting all
Wartorn - Chapter 2, Path of the Hound
His ears were ringing and he felt as if he had kissed a dump truck face first. but he determined that the voice he was hearing was sasha. panic gripped him for a moment until he felt her hand on his chest pushing him back down onto something soft.
Runaway Experiment: Part 6 - Planting Seed
It was enormous, as big the wheels of a giant dump truck. the petals were a bright purple color which seemed to shine in the early morning sun. the stem of the flower went straight into the ground, not sprouting any kind of leaf. "it's beautiful!"
Team Claw! [Commission]
Nevertheless, as you pumped out your twentieth or so rope of ejaculate inside the shapely pokemon's dump truck of a butt, you could still feel a familiar current massaging your shaft inside the electabuzz's tailhole, coaxing you to shoot a few extra strands
Vacation Souvenirs—Chapter 3
"at your age, you could eat a dump truck and burn it off in a day," he joked before he slid his hands up the otter's sides. austin giggled and subtly squirmed as kane dragged his claws lightly through his fur. "little ticklish, are we?"