Angel's puppies part 2 ( feeding the pup's)
She let out a hearty belch ,and buster laughed , as they both layed back on the soft green grass, watching the clouds rolled by ,as both drift off to sleep, while tramp was digesting within angel belly ,feeding her precious pups.
Doughnuts
The draolf just licked his lips in silence and kept his eyes on the feline though, not wanting to say a word to stop the feeding; lobo was coming along so nicely after all.
Doors
The frequency of those times was down to nearly nil as well; his feeding friend made sure of that quite handily.
Got Milk?
Her powerful hands reached up to squeeze at the milk-logged mound tightly, feeding herself. lines of milk streaming from the corners of her mouth as she nursed, annabelle let out a deep low moan as her eyes rolled, tail swishing.
Orca Dive
If i had any more to feed you i would." "do you mean that?" you scratch your head at the odd question. "y- yeah, of course big guy!" he smiles and slaps his side playfully, making his belly ripple and wobble beneath you.
Explorer
There was nothing that could be done for the husky now save for letting him lay there and take his feeding. it was a feeding too, no question about that.
Fat Cats Need Love Too
This was a continuation of an RP I had with my pet [Cyr](%5C) . We decided to post up the second part for fun so Cyr re-wrote it into a cleaner format. Hope you enjoy it~ It was a regular Tuesday afternoon right up until I'd noticed my friend,...
A Mech Made in Heaven
It tasted sweet, almost like the suit was feeding him... _cum?! was he being fed his own cum?_ the smirk from the fox only confirmed his suspicions. auro could not stand it anymore. what did he do to deserve this?
Padded Possession: (3) The Hidden Grove
The feeding went on for a good while, and the taste never seemed to get any better as the flavors went from peas to carrots and then back to peas.
Pizza Makes Things Great
Ally was waiting impatiently as she sat on the living room couch. The cat's large rump took up nearly two-thirds of the space there, but what was left kept reminding her of why she was waiting. Any moment now, her husband John would be back with...
A first Meal
Before him on the tray was just a large bowl of oatmeal with raisins in it, looking big enough to feed four wolves and a hilariously oversized sippy cup filled with what he prayed was apple juice. "but...wha?"
The Guardian's Offerings
Where those few native plants grew which had some utility on the table not being outright poisonous for human or at least chicken consumption, complementing their supplies, of which they also kept reserves, a stock in neat, tidy caverns which could feed