junkyard love part 1
"it's just that damn dog again, digging holes, and hiding behind piles of junk." "just be careful, cause the dog might be dangerous." "ok dad, i will," said remy, as he walked away, passing up tall heaps of junk along the way.
Snow Dawgs. Chapter Thirteen.
Right… your junk is really nice.” i blatantly said, needing to change the subject away from that. duncan snorted a laugh. “subtle, douglas. i’ve known since the start how much you love ogling and drooling over my junk.”
Pent Up
"as long as you promise to leave my junk alone." that just made her grin wider. "i'll do my best. why don't you rest up for today -- we'll leave tomorrow."
The Thing in the Junkyard
There was no sign of pursuit along the river bank, but the junk yard owner would be likely to search the road near the front of his yard.
Daily life of a Borb
Next to his own junk, the otter was small. a cute, handsome lad with monstrously oversized junk. shayla came a little on the spot, a small orgasm from the sight alone followed by another as she took another deep breath.
Equivalence: Chapter 2
I guess it had to do with seeing our junk, along with their own species' junk and it weirded them out.
Tourist trap...
You just like to hurt a real breeders junk." it was obvious now, the sexy young stallion is about to break... screaming and crying, tossing his long narrow head around.
Kittens
junk, junk, 50 yr old wolf looking to make a little kitty purr, junk, junk, a dragon looking to make her his slave pet. no that was no good. why did she get all the losers in her inbox? she had tried replying to a few, but no one ever replied back.
Denied
He settles his own nuts, and cock against the base of the stallion's, feline junk dwarfed by cameron's mighty maleness, and purrs as he toys with the cap. "ummm not sure i like the sound of that."
Mr. Stud Muscle
He wonders if perhaps the stud will decide for him... the big tiger yawns, letting his thick pink tongue loll out, as his fingers continue playing with that hot, heavy, junk.
Industrial Espionage (3)
Rob didn't dare to look at the state of his junk, not now that the fox had brought it up again. "you're obsessed," he said, finally.
Poink, Boink and the epic battle against the Junk Dragon
Boink took off running and began to run up it's thick, mighty tail, but the junk dragon swong it, boink falling off and looking up at the junk dragon, then to poink, who was still pulling out clothes.