The Privileges of Public Service - Part Four
The bunny whimpered happily, eyes glazed, vision blurred, barely able to read the old graffiti scrawled on the side of the cubicle wall too high for her to have noticed previously.
Return of Solta (Part 1/2)
"all that graffiti in that room. those are wardings. it prevented me from leaving the room. so, i hitched a ride in you. there were...side effects but admit it, you like this body." she says slyly. "what? no i don't!
Rabbits Don't Tell
The graffiti was less stylized and had become vulgar and profane with any number of gang symbols on the walls, benches and trees.
Tales From Apartment 232 - Part 2
While he sucked my cock, i read some of the graffiti on the wall. it's obvious this was a gay neighborhood, with some of the things people had painted or written.
Collar of the Wild 4
He hadn't been the first to find them; someone named east had sprayed down the area with quite a bit of graffiti, though the style seemed to change over time.
Phantom Touch
There were three displays: the stone wall, a wooden fence, and what looked like a graffiti-ed bathroom door. with a soft tug, he pulled his upper half out of the plastic holder.
Fuck the Power Back
Slowly, she sneaked around towards the front with the graffiti until she found herself crouching to the side of an empty dumpster.
Gloryhole Slut: Feline Fucked by the Futas (erotic eBook teaser)
It was her choice what she wore though, the dim bathroom stall gloomy at best, walls scrawled with graffiti. but, silvia had a particular hope in mind for that visit, even as she liberated her bowels of their occupants, bearing down.
Meet Me in the Hideout (Patreon)
It reflected its surroundings, graffiti stricken, broken windows, and brush growing rampant about its exterior while trash littered the ground.
It takes me nowhere
Outside the window, chain link fences and graffiti-covered walls soon gave way to the same artificially-lit tunnels of before.
High school through my eyes: Pt. 16
"hey there," marc said as turned his attention away from the graffiti. the fox jumped as the two furs approached him.
Samsara, Chapter Three
The concrete alley stretched on either side of him, full of graffiti and bits of trash, growing cool in the dying light of day. michael wiped the saliva from his face and took another drag.