Better than Archeology
On the contrary, her soft, tender caress felt much better than it had any right to, turning that vexing heat inside him into a much more pleasant, exhilarating warmth.
Better than Soup
This was already much better than staying at home. there was eye candy in every direction. to his right, a massive clydesdale walked up to a well-groomed poodle and handed him a tall glass of dark liquid.
Make it All Better
The high of his orgasm is only made better by the feel of her pussy walls throbbing and squeezing against him as she cums, her juices dripping down her inner thighs.
Treter: Better Cani
Treter: better cani we stand. staring out into the horizon before ourselves, silence falling overhead with the only ringing into our ears.
A Worse and Better Day
That if he were better he wouldn't be so alone. he cried a lot that night. nathan's alarm went off. morning...fine. his head still felt screwed on wrong, and he just wasn't ready to deal with the world.
Bigger is Usually Better
Patreon|ko-fi| posted using postybirb bigger is _usually_ better written by diamonddog16 summer was in full swing and that brought the chance for all kinds of outdoor activities.
Better Than You
After griffin family got new dog, brian was getting more anxious each day if he will be ultimately replaced by a clearly better canine. eventually one day, new brian have to send a message, showing who's superior here.
A better world 6
Or, i suppose, here's a better way to put it - i'd never noticed. i had to admit, glancing over at gunnar -- i had to admit, he _was _handsome.
A better world 5
**a better world 5: those days are all gone** _society has fallen, after a plague killed many anthros. jack, an anthro lion, believed he was the only one living in his village.
Saber's Day Out
He was much better at traveling without a map now, but he didn't want to accidentally get lost because he wasn't paying attention. he also enjoyed the sights of the city.
Intel In The Alleyway
He was was good, but she was better. within his first six swipes and two knee-strikes, she had his style analyzed and its counters pulled from her database.
Now I Know Better.
(No idea why I decided to continue this story after five years, with how little I write, but this is what I imagine would take place after "He Was My Friend." I might continue it.) A sharp pain and the rattle of a chain startled Laila...