The New Warden
She growled, fingers reflexively bunching up, crumpling pages scattered over the desk. she tore her eyes away, settling them on the balls of paper she had crumpled up.
Smut In Space, Part 2! A Sci-Fi CYOA
A bull-morph even taller than tessa (which was saying something) leaned down over the desk, exchanged words with the reptilian clerk, and received a lanyard with a circular red tag on the front.
The Calm Before The Storm (Chapter 1)
I thanked the rabbit and wished her a good day as she headed out of the door before slumping over the desk and groaning to myself. "well that's a new record, first customer of the day at 11:30am!"
Chapter Two
Barrus picked up jayce and slammed him into his desk, bending him flat over the desk and holding him there. "don't test me everson!" he sneered into his ear with jayce unable to move underneath his massive weight.
Mind Control Stream Story 9: Science Project 2.0
The thick shouldered quarterback groaned, leaning forward over the desk. one arm twitched, reaching back a bit for his ass before falling weakly back to his side.
SWAT Kats: Joining a Pride, Ch 5
They lay slumped over the desk for some minutes heaving for breath. tendaji nuzzled ulysses neck. "hmm, you are so fantastic, my jewel." he murmured then reluctantly slid free of his mate.
Reunion: Prologue
He leaned slightly over the desk and held up the nearly empty cup. catching on, the general stood up as well and made the motion to clink their glasses, but stopped just shy. "if you don't mind, i'll like to spend some time with the wife first.
How It Goes - Part 8
over the desk, cecil stares at the phone. "okay, fine, guess what, i'm queer, okay?" theo growls back. "tell the world for all i fucking care." "_who cares?_" travers says. "_great, you like sucking dick.
Valhalla Industries : The Meaning of Control
Vincent managed a strangled yelp as shakal forced him down over the desk, chest on the smooth wood. papers flew off as the muscular feline leaned over vincent, slamming his hips deeper, harder.
Change of Body-Pt1
The researcher, mrs stanley took a seat, as did mr haringale, gaining a full foot over the desk in the process of jumping up onto the chair. "alright alright, summerize, fine.. yes, sir!
Coach Goat #2
Tuck's eye's widened as he watched the naked cameron lead around and bent over the desk! that round perfect ass, which he'd admired so long in the locker room suddenly fully exposed.
Extra Credit
He said running his hand along her thigh, the rabbit panting softly and suddenly turning to lean over the desk, her rump raised as she presented herself to him, her fingers still wriggling in her snatch. "teach me mister weaver. guide me, help me."