Whatever He Wants #2
The rabbit's nose being ground against her clit over and over, until finally the mare cried out in pleasure, hips bucking upwards wildly as she shoved her mate's stout muzzle inside her, clenching against it.
Coming Home
The stout thighs straddled the weaselly frame, perched on the even slighter wood support of the dining table chair.
Can't Bear to Lose
She was stout, wide-hipped and stacked, with a generous behind. her being older (and probably a milf, which carl assumed from her personality) added to her appeal. her name, as she told him while she put some weights on her bar, was farrah.
Black and Tan
His own beer of choice for today was a large bottle of an oatmeal stout called motor oil.
Red Moon: Wolves of Stalingrad Pt. 1
A short and stout man said. "we'll kick their asses right back into siberia if they think about continuing to reinforce their meager hold in this city."
The Hunter's Green Test run
The bear turns back to watch the monitor as bernerd pulls his member out of the stoutly built fox then turns him around for a kiss on the forehead and a very tender hug.
Have We Met?
The paw to the back of the raccon's head only rustles clawtips behind his ears at first, but as the stout tool grows stiff in kurt's maw, the grip becomes tighter and the force more concerted.
HELP WANTED
He enjoying as tempted to drink some stoutly drugged lemonade too and become what david and so many others discovered about becoming boldly a male animal.
Bareback Birthday Party
One knotty, the other thick and emerging from a curious aquatic sheath, yet these stout members both stood upright and proud, fully engorged and contributing to the arousing musk in the room.
The Beast Inside
"this is one of the best stouts here. aaron didn't steer you wrong. we specialize in potent, old school drinks. none of those fruity flash in the pan drinks with flashing ice cubes like down the street."
Perks of the position
The robe tie hugged the underside of his stout belly like a belt, while underneath he could feel his hefty, furry old balls jostling between his fuzzy thighs.
Wolf Lovin'
Long gone are his abs that he worked so hard on and a stout belly replaced them. the shirt he grabbed didn't even go over it. he sighs and pinches his sides. "you've let yourself go, wolf."