Fruitful
That getting-hotter honey-pot. with such finesse, he worked her, stimulated her. went over her femininity. his big, dishy ears so hot, swiveling, listening to her sounds. and she started to fidget.
Firework Show
His blunt tip poking into her honey-pot, her tunnel. and the shaft pushing, sliding in as he pressed his hips right up to her, moving to a hilt. her slick, steamy walls hugging his sensitive flesh. "uh ... uhn. oh," he squeaked, eyes half-open.
Yellowknife
Her honey-pot, source of sweetness and pleasure. oh, he was a rabbit! what was one to expect from him? when 'worked up' as badly as he was, did you expect civil, polite thoughts? squeaky-clean imaginings? certainly not!
Unicorn Problems (Chapter Two)
Andy flinched a little - not quite wanting to go for the honey pot just yet - but if his mistress desired such, he was happy to obey.
Transpositions
The steady trickle of female nectar became a torrent from her honey-pot. the otteress' hips bucked as she orgasmed. master david rode her crotch skillfully and drew out her climax as long as possible.
When the Wolves Come to Midgard
A sudden burst of white, hot issue flooded from his tip and sieged the womanly woman, ropes of seething white soaking her grinding honey pot as the growling wolfess took every last drop. "that's _right!"
Tuck's Got Himself a Shortstack
Every warmth rush into his cunny was a sign that sam was shooting pre in his honey pot, and tuck felt a rumble of pleasure leave his maw like a dragon's murr as it urged the fennec to go faster without a need to be directed.
Special Tickle Time - A Dragon Tales Fanfic
Wheezie chortled, "i can just imagine one of your siblings finding me with my face in your honey-pot." "aaaah... haaaah, yeah," cassie gasped, trying to recover her breath, "i think they'd see your nice round purple bum-bum first."
Horrors Of The Night
Like a honey-pot, once the boy looked, he was caught. his eyes seemed to resist what they were seeing, but softened slightly as zavis rolled onto his back, exposing the height of his jutting cock in the suddenly too-small swimsuit.
The Ace of Hearts
Just don't think i'm only useful for honey pots though." "we wouldn't assume otherwise." dwight reassured me. "that's why we scouted you."
Fall of the collie cowgirl
They moved her legs to the two leg areas, tightly locking her legs in place as she would not be able to close them off to prevent them from reaching her honey pot. the two removed their high heels, setting them in a corner, as the two watched.
The Beast Within
Several of the wolves nipped and licked at her ever moistening panties wanting to get to the prized honey pot which they concealed. after several painful attempts to get them away they succeeded in a loud rip.