Switch Flipped On
Taste the nectar that freely drips from her honey-pot. let your nose be hit, hit with the scent of it all, her sex-scent. let the heat bring you to a sweat. let it spur you to greater action. let your body slide back up hers.
A Dragoness and her Need
However, much to her glee, the teasing promptly ended as she felt that strong finger sliding from her honey pot to leave it clenching down on air leaving ree whimpering as she began to miss it.
Commission Story: The Creature from Europa
Sliding his tail out of annie's sopping wet honey pot, causing her to moan loudly. he threw open the door and slithered down the hallway.
Shaved
He kept her legs forced open as he licked away at her dripping honey pot. he eagerly slurped down her nectar. jill was not sure how long it lasted, but it had to be at least a half hour before master jack finally lifted his head.
Scouts
Slowly, i slid my hands under her and shallowly dipped my finger into her honey pot, "look who's talking." she moaned deeply as she sat up straight and pulled her dress over her head, exposing her budding dress and nearly furless sex.
House of the Fourth
He was without words, and a deluge of seed abruptly exploded from his already sloppy crown, gushing in long, hot ropes of enticed seed, deluging and defiling the womb of irene's precious honey pot. "nnnggh!"
Breeding Lust
Everything about the sweet mare radiated a soft sense of femininity but that wasn't what drew him into her honey-pot, tongue curling up against her clit as he teased pleasure expertly from her.
The Con Rats (Commission)
Not one he'd ever used for targets, but they played fantastically well whenever sasha played the honey-pot to be kidnapped and ransomed off to the fool in love. and already there was the package he desired.
The Love of the Son
His body begins rocking, his hips rising up before dropping down against her thighs with an audible slurch from her honey pot. "oh yeah, baby," she moans, her eyes closing as she enjoys the pleasure flowing from between her spread legs.
Luring The Maid
Leaning in close, his warm breath caressed over her honey pot creating a cooling sensation.
The Con Rats: Workaholic (Commission)
The boy was a natural honey-pot, slipping in to their marks. his teasing, the tricks, and every movement that begged to be fucked. but monroe didn't need to beg. he knew his son's weaknesses, his desires to be brutally fucked and dominated.
Commission: To See Beyond Today
She squeaked with surprise, then mewled out a pleasured tone, continuing to spread her legs wider to give him access to her honey pot.