Tribal Frat
There, out on the coffee table seemed to be someone's greenish jock strap. the oddest part was he was quite sure most of the members didn't even know what a jock strap was, let alone wear one. "disgusting."
IT: Infant Tech | Chapter 7 [Comm]
Cinder was reclining idly on the couch, a bottle of wine stood open on the coffee table in front of him.
Doing the Easy Thing
He walked around the coffee table and then sat in his spot where justin's head was. "you holding up alright?" he asked.
Karaoke Coercion
You say, drunkenly smiling \>leslie leans back in her seat with a satisfied smile and brings a sake bottle up to her mouth, taking a violent swig before slamming it back down into the coffee table \>"you two should fuck. right here. right now."
Violet Enterprises: Blushing Braixen
She leaned back against the coffee table, one paw shoving the makeshift toy in and out of that quivering cunny as her fingers rapidly manipulated her little clit, until she was yipping and jerking in climax.
Pet and I
I move the coffee table closer and sit next to her, hand taking the bag of ice to plant it against her bitten shoulder. she leans against my while sipping warm coffee, our eyes shut. we're only friends, and master and pet.
Dealing with Dominance
The rodent eyed the container warily as she sat it down on the coffee table and flopped herself onto the sofa. "come look!" she told him excitedly, patting the empty seat next to her.
She's a Centaur Now? And She Has What?! Part1
Eliza nodded and grabbed the remote from the coffee table. she turned on the tv, which should have been set to the comedy channel they'd been watching last, but a very serious news broadcast was on instead.
Bowling For Herms 2: How to Do it
I am careful not to catch my shin on the sharp coffee table. "needs some shelves. needs some pillows. needs some color, some life. it's so zen." the hard cushion barely shudders when i lean back.
Our Pride chapter 5
I placed the laptop on the coffee table and undid my pants. my thick canine dick sliding into view. i murred at the scent of my musk. slowly starting to stroke myself. "gods," i moaned out as i worked my cock.
How It Goes - Part 10
Scott glances at the coffee table and into brian's bedroom, his gaze faltering at the sight of all the beer cans. * * * * * * * * * "you are positively glowing."
Changes Ch. 2 - Reminiscences
His cock spasmed in his hand, spraying his seed against the coffee table and on the carpet.