Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 7 of 37
His eyes stayed at half-mast as he pulled towards me. we kissed again mouths open for one another. i flicked my tongue against the roof of his mouth and he pulled away slightly. "stop that. it tickles," he smiled.
Ch11. Lesson Five. Defining the Roles.
The poor guy was at "half mast" and it snaked down his left leg. the cloth bunched up around it. you could clearly see the outlines of his flare as he walked. you could also see the very large balls he sported bellow them.
Breakfast in bed
Before easing back, valentino angles his head slightly to lick her chin; then he leans back to watch, engrossed, as his fingers curl tighter around scarlet's breast, his eyes at half-mast. a world of sensation rushes through of her when he squeezes her.
Bear Ass Naked
She moved her hand lightly along his inner thigh, feeling the heat coming off his half-mast cock. her hand hovered over the bulge in his pants, silently asking permission. as if in reply, the glistening tip of his cock poked out from his waistband.
Gran Blue Archipelagos
The ferret didn't seem to be too concerned, popping open a few buttons on her shirt, pressing close to the wolf and forcing his back against the bar, her eyelids at half mast, "grammatical error.
Surviving November
In advance appreciation, his six inch cock was already at half mast, grateful for the merciful bout of release that would be granted to his needy low-hanging balls after so much neglect and such an endlessly long period of dormancy.
The Andersons: Jacob, His Mother, and His Stud
Even at half mast it was huge. "c'mon." pined ava, stroking her son's length slowly. "maybe if you help him cum, mommy will help you cum?" "b-but...," jacob trailed off, his bunny ears drooping.
A Summer With Dad: The Bath
Ron went down the hall to his home office, unaware that his little gesture of love had made dan's face blush, and left him half-mast in his skivvies. it was clear that both sides enjoyed the physical contact between them.
Conquests 2: Persuasion
Already at half mast, he was five and a half inches; the red wolf meat hanging pretty limply between his legs. on a good day, it would reach a eight, knot and all.
A Thief's Punishment
His cock was at about half-mast by this point and steadily growing harder. he suddenly pulled back leaving the nickit flustered. he protested with a few whimpers but the lycanroc just gave him the hungry predatory stare.
For Whom the Cowbell Tolls
Even buford was blushing at the sight bryse's new milkers and snatch as his dick rose half-mast. "um...dinner is ready about now. you must be hungry after what happened." "yeah...ok. thanks." was all she could get out.
Return to Darnlake 3
But by the time the words were already starting to leave my muzzle, the tiger had stroked himself to half mast and was already shoving his barbed cock into the open tailhole of the elephant, using the root's slippery ooze for an easy lubricant.