A second chance at landing.

With each pump of his cock louis mewed, fingers scratching more gougers into the table top. gregor took louis face gently in his hands and smiled. "thank you." he whispered and carefully leaned in to kiss the silky fur of louis' forehead.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Big Leagues: Chapter One - A New Job (Commisison for DDFantasy)

Henry muttered, as he strolled across the table top, trying to get used to seeing the tabletop as his floor, not as something that people would normally eat on.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Experiment

Climbing on the padded (and waterproof) table top, he lay on his back, holding his cock up so it pointed to the ceiling and working it with both hands.

, , , , , , , , , ,

The Entity

All the chemicals were stored in the chemical room, the hazard suits neatly placed on racks, the sinks spotless and shiny, and the table tops looked brand new. ion was trying not to panic, he was trying to assess the situation.

, , , , , , , ,

Savannah Law (first draft)

"o-oh." was all he managed to say, his head turning back to the look at the table-top again, seeking an escape from the angry looks.

, , , ,

Taking care of the mare's

Lilith whinnied an moaned simultaneously, as the vet used his erupting cock to repetitiously lift her up off the table top! ejaculating, spurt after powerful spurt of his seed into her.

, , , , , ,

In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 8)

In my sweeping my paw across the table top i had dislodged a small paper label from the knife handle. i picked it up and read the neat copperplate script: handle and partial blade of a late medieval pagan sacrificial knife.

, , , , , ,

Meta - 1-02 - Re-Evolution

Feeling ever more at ease, mark leaned back in his chair, though as he did, the desk table top slipped just a bit.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Unbullied...

Jakes own hard cock ground into the table top, the rough surface chafing it. but the jaguar doesn't care, as he fucks wildly, hot, hard, and fast. "i'll just... ummmm put some tiger balm on your." grunt grunt pant gasp.

, , , , , ,

These Flaring Embers

I'm ... " she slammed a paw down on the table-top. wincing. "i'm ... i'm venting," she said, voice dropping to a whisper. "this is not ... a ship of ... i won't turn this into anarchy by deciding i'm the best leader around, and ... taking control.

, , , , ,

Glory Hole

Dropped on the table top. he looked down at me, licking his nose. "hope you do better than _that_ next time i see you," he grinned smugly. "take care." and then he was off. and i had to find my way home with no pants.

, , , , , , ,

Little shop of Pleasures 3

The hare gave a haughty grin as he slid his hands over the table top, propping himself up on his elbows as he lifted the two foot appendage in his hands, a small tongue snaking out of his mouth as he pressed it daintily against the tip, running it the full

, , , , , , ,