Love, Sex ,and Dead Demons
By the time i get out of the shower and start to get dressed my morning wood is no more. i search through the closet for the clothes i just purchased.
Chapter 3: What's Going On With Me?
I noticed he also had his morning wood. i began to blush a bit. _"wait. what the fuck?"_ i thought. "something wrong, amadeo?" he asked. i got surprised. shit! he had noticed me looking at him. "ah! nothing.
Happy Butt Stuff Day
Kitt had been rock hard from the moment he awoke, partially due to morning wood no doubt but also due to however long he had been lying there inhaling the unmistakable aroma of colleen's backside, the shampoo she used on her fur and the lingering odour of
Sick As A Dog
Squirming on the bed causes his morning wood to slap stickily against his chest. "how are you hard at a time like this?" he asks the heavily-swollen erection. even his cock seemed sore. his shifting muscles squeezed on his bladder.
A busy morning
I was making my way down the dirt path toward the lake side in the crisp morning air to bathe, as i walk up to the lake my morning wood bobbing back and forth between my legs i gazed into the water as i looked over my body, i am a very large for a
Cursed bed
With an annoyed grunt, he reached down to take care of his morning wood. or at least he tried. his body wouldn't pay attention to the commands he was giving it.
The Oil Rig Part 1
"not anything too exciting, but i did get footage of mark getting out of bed with morning wood." i played back the clip of a husky with a hard on. he leaned in closer to the screen.
Switch Arrangements
Every morning, she got a warm and wet wakeup, him either licking her awake or taking care of her morning wood... and at night, she got railed, screwed until exhausted. he was packing, and he knew how to use it.
Father's Day Breakfast
His morning wood poked out, stiff as a rock over his belly. he purred and smiled slightly, aroused and slightly lethargic from the heat of the morning.
Reflections
Said the dog, glancing down at his morning wood. he sighs, fighting off the primal urge as he quickly puts on a pair of boxers from his dresser, followed by a blue pair of jeans.
Meet Me in My Tent 2 (Patreon)
A pair of lips were wrapped around his morning wood, a body snuck beneath the covers of his bed. he gave a startled moan as an expert tongue stroked over his large, erect cock to lick away what had developed into a stream of precum.
Two Meals are Never Enough~
He gaze at the inevitable morning wood, the shaft dripping pre still tinted with the slightest hints of blue and orange from last night's meals, jon talbain and fox mccloud. andrew chuckled to himself as he remembered their squirms.