Unexpected Exploits Side Story Nothing but Character and Plot Development.
He took his paintbrush like tail in his paw and copied the orb of light energy, capturing it's blue luminescence. then, he recreated the spectral, purple and black orb of ghostly energy.
Ghosting Through Life - Chapter 7
Clarissa's tail flicked and hit the backside of my left thigh with it's paintbrush-like tip. "i know, but i want to treat you guys." rinny spoke a she typed on her phone and then looked up. "fiona, do you want brown sugar boba in yours?"
Goddess Day
Like the paintbrush of a homicidal artist sweeping over his canvas of death. --- sweet soda was no longer alone at the window as he watched the horror unfolding down the street.
Gone Fishing: Part One [18+]
Ciro kissed him on the muzzle, whiskers rubbing over his snout like bristles on a paintbrush. "the basket did." he handed him the broken half. "had to take a detour."
Your Punishment: Ten Tickles
He hastily threw the paintbrush onto the paint-stained canvas protecting the floor. "cant talk. nice talking. bye eopeii!" he gasped as he took off down the corridor. "bye!" the cat waved to the disappearing jackal. "and thanks for the help!"
Lost the Bet
She asked wickedly, dipping the paintbrush back into the black paint, and haphazardly splatting some on the floor. ''yes! i would! i don't care about the consequences! get out of my house!'' cally yelled, heaving the yoshi over her shoulder.
The Dark Arts
Muscle memory guided the fox's hand as he moved the paintbrush across the surface of the old oak stump.
Winning or Losing - B
As pencils and paintbrushes dragged along numerous canvases, the vixen seated herself behind the hapless feline, admiring his exposed rear angle, rubbing her legs together slightly.
DSOTM: Terms of Service 01
His paw slid the finest, softest paintbrush he could get across hir throbbing meat. the incredibly light touch still set hir off, and shi drooled around hir gag uncontrollably as hir huge length jerked and twitched with need.
Crushed Together Part 3
His massive dick stood in front of it all, the paintbrush of this masterpiece, throbbed and oozed pre that turned pink by the time it rolled down his shaft and dripped off his nuts.
Space War II: The Den of Sin
Sabel was tongue-fucking her, practically shoving her entire muzzle inside as she forcefully grasped those hips and urgently stuffed her face beneath that paintbrush tail.
The Perfect Lifeform
They were certainly stubborn, staining her mop blue as if it were a paintbrush.