Sex with an alien
Shi leans forward and grabs her breast and squeezes them spraying milk on the table and slams hir cock into her slave over and over again.
A Fun Little Roleplay (Part 1)
He grins and moves behind you to get a better look, climbing onto the table and murmuring, "mind if i aim for you, too?" he asks as he stands on the table, looking at what's in the cupboard.
A Wife Awry: Part I
If the thought made her any wetter, she was sure it would sound like rain beneath the table. "i -i was just in a world of my own, looking at those paintings."
A Bountiful Bet 2
Shaking his head, he joined the other kobolds at a large public table. he sat down and just barely stopped himself from bumping the bottom of the table, shaking his head as he decided to sit on a pillow rather than a chair.
Professional Opinion
"It just feels like he never fucking listens to me, for fuck's sake just LOOK how he is dressed!" How many times has Quinn heard this? After seven years of being an LGBTQ+ relationship counselor in a rather densely populated city center, it must be...
In Small Packages
He went back to the table. riley rested the back of her head on the hardwood table. she could hear him rummaging through the cases. she felt so helpless, so vulnerable, so exposed. the anticipation irked her something fierce.
Onix Again
He had performed numerous important experiments in his own time at this very table with classmates.
Master of the house... Chap 1
It was as simple and safe a command as the butler could think of, he gestured to the bottle sitting on the table between the sofa and chair.
Book of Particles: Silver Stream Memory 5
The kitchen had my table in it. it was a brown table with two flaps to extend its size. it had two chairs and a blue cushioned stool. on top of it was a napkin holder and various junk including sophie's cat food.
You Little Stinker (Or, Getting Skunked at the Card Table)
Upon sitting at a table, tyler was approached by one of the waitresses, who was carrying what looked like a tray of fruity drinks. "would you care for one, sir?" she asked, smiling politely.
Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 18 - The Cards On The Table
Then the sounds from clinking ice and running water stopped, and it was shane who walked the four glasses into the room and set them down on the table in front of both couches. the seat he then took was as close to the other as he could get.
At the Master's Table - Art by Beralin, Story by Torin Otter
The stool was built so it could be wheeled to the gigantic feasting table whenever master needed their mouths.