Pissing Off
Being rats, both he and marcus had quite plump balls - though not out of proportion, not like some rats he and marcus had seen in lewd pictures.
The Bond
But marcus was met with more bad news.
Potions 6 – Staying Positive
Tensing his muscles, marcus prepared to teleport again.
Welcome to the Jungle...Nursery
Several times daniel or marcus almost slipped and fell. once, jacob even had to catch marcus. fortunately, the slender man was the lightest weight of the three of them. but they made it to the front door, each shivering slightly.
A Measure of Worth.txt
marcus slid both fingers out of virgil's tailhole. the hare looked up curiously and marcus lifted the hare's legs onto his broad shoulders. virgil nodded to marcus eagerly and he was rewarded with the lion's thick length pushing into him.
Mile High Club
As marcus settled into his seat, a perky flight attendant fox approached him with a warm smile. "welcome aboard, sir! can i get you anything to drink?" marcus leaned back in his seat, his eyes scanning over the fox's lithe frame.
Hooked II
No, marcus wouldn't leave her. she was certain of it, yet her hand was still shivering as she shook his shoulder gently. "marcus? please wake up, love." "mmm," he purred, yawning. "is it morning already?
Master and Slave
He moved his head back and spat it out disgusted, trying in vain to remove every last particle of marcus' pleasure form himself. marcus knelt down before him and told him to turn around.
The Prince and His Bodyguard
marcus explained. "no, i mean that you don't have any intentions to kill me." glenda took a seat across from the squirrel, taking the glass that was closer to marcus, ignoring the one offered to her. "what makes you so sure of that?"
the back alley, furry version of a true story
marcus kicked pat in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him, while clutching his stomach, marcus then kicked pat in the head, nearly knocking out the small folf. marcus then admired his work, watching the folf squirm in pain.
Booking Passage
marcus had come to find it all too familiar. "name?" asked the guard. "marcus gant." the dragon answered, not wanting to volunteer more than he absolutely had to, for obvious reasons.
Broken Pine Part 2
marcus asked putting his phone aside. "y-yeah, just a nightmare." i knew by marcus's flat expression that my excuse wasn't going to cut it. that made two nights of bad dreams in a row.