The Creed: Stand and Feel Your Worth
All i had left of ty was blood, and so i ran, a sanguine mixture of ty and i running down my arm: an old wound reopened. i ran away. from my past. from my home. from my brother.
Tis the season to fuck cousins
"notyet..." he says with a sanguine purr- "i have something you haven't seen..." and she watches with interest as he stands, and pulls out his throbbing cock. "oh!" she gasps, "it's so fat!" "just because i'm scrawny doesn't mean my dick is!"
Hejira 28.5 [C]
Hejira: sanguine wave by mantrid brizon chapter 28.5: upgraded she latches onto him, holding him tightly in her arms. as he also wraps his arms around her slender body, he can feel her trembling.
MM: Hell for a Hare
Her stomach sank as her eyes traced the movement of his grin, ears pinning against her skull at the revelation of his sanguine, needle-like teeth and blackened gums.
Black leather couches (DU Easter Edition 5:6)
Could he be any more sanguine?! "that's if she stays with m-" shaun osculated my penis, causing my to jerk backwards. the kiss became a lick and then into a strong suckle. "need some warning next time?" he asked.
Touching hidden places (DU Easter Edition 5:4)
I wasn't sanguine enough to deep throat him just yet; after all, it (his cock) was a little big. tyson moved backwards, taking his feet out of the water. "euh!!!" i complained, stretching out my hands to grab his feet. "i was enjoying that!"
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XV
Her voice carried a sanguine depth he hadn't heard in a while, like every part of her had been revitalized. the green kobold stretched out her arms again and twirled around, giggling to herself. "that good, eh?" he smiled at her. "better than good.
“Grandma, there’s a wolf here for dinner…” Part 4
Lycan sanguinem, druidae sanitatem veneficas verba, ducta et sentiens protegens me a nocentibus fiat quercus, cicutam et aconita mixta in sanguine tueri castorea de hoc incantatores a accipiens forma mox!"
Chapter 6: The DOS incident
[you know that he is more afraid to talk about the death of sanguine, there said it myself like it was therapy, i am now cured] kit laughed. [\*sigh\* you really are hopeless] jane said.
Morning Routine
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Town Called Love
There were no pews to cover the rancid sanguine sea. instead, ponies were standing in the middle of the floor.
Wish Granted
She bucked her legs, attempting to throw him off, but the sanguine stallion held on, clambering up upon her and mounting her. anmore shrieked, but it was too late by then.