Part 3 - The Spring
My tongue worked gently across her breasts as my tail raised, tracing the shape of her slit. i moved the tip inside gently and she gasped and wriggled. i moved it in deeper and felt that barrier i had met before.
Under the Sundowner Part 05
trace said, as he hugged tye. "i know you will bro.
Part 3: Unspoken Words
He slowly moved his muzzled towards the inviting mound, and slowly let his tongue lightly trace the outer part of her sex. then lightly so much as teasing let the tip of his tongue edge traced the opening and slightly prodded the inside.
Repeat Performances
The crowd was a swirling mass of dancing and painting, smeared handprints of all colours, fingers tracing vague shapes and hands, tails and tongues tracing everywhere, and she was fairly certain that paint and saliva weren't the only fluids sticking to people
New Traditions
Nathan let go of nick's teats, huffing a single hot breath over one before tracing his way down the curve of his partner's muscle, tracing the lines with the slightest bit of pressure from his claws. not enough to hurt, but just enough to be felt.
Overlord Kinktober
From the sidelines of your vision, you see demiurge watching, his gaze tracing the curves of your bodies with heated interest.
Put Down
He claimed he was a friend of trace and came to warn him of something. when i told him trace wasn't around he told me everything that he and trace did. he didn't go into much detail; all he told me to do was to get trace to quit at all costs.
Joining The Family
trace walked to his room. "good night..." jade said. he didn't get a response. (trace might not do much, but that night he helped me reach my decision...
Cling 2
Her right hand takes in the contours of his muscle, while her left traces along and around the scars that marr his flesh.
WWC: What happens in the north pole after Christmas night?
Rudolph was the first to unbuckle and dropped his trace on the ground and quickly made his way back to the barn. "hey boys, let's get the yolk and trace's put up then hit the showers. great work tonight!"
The Merrin, part 17
She gently traces her facial features for a moment, then types, i had not noticed this change. "if i compare her current dna to her previous form, there are still traces of the trakkat, some has been reverted back, i would guess by the larval dna.
Winter
I ignored their mocking cries, digging madly through the frostbitten ivy, trying to find some trace of her, some trace of hope. time crept slowly by, its passage hidden by the iron clouds.