Runaway Experiment Redux - Part 4: Power Coupling
The cocker spaniel gripped the pomeranian's buttocks, fingers digging into her soft behind, then began to lift her up and down on his cock. phoenix gave a loud moan as she felt his thick pipe slide and rub against her vaginal flesh.
The Legend of Kamau - The Legend Ends
He almost cried out when he felt them starting to massage his toned ass, fingers slipping in the crag, seeming to push the invisible force inside of him even deeper when one pressed playfully against his pucker. his cry echoed through the city.
Fall of the Valkyries (all parts)
He felt her lithe muscles under her flowing robes, down to her shapely rear, fingers brushing the base of her thin tail. he found himself growing hard as he groped her form. he broke the kiss and looked down at her.
Making a Change
They would massage my shoulders, rub my belly, pet my hair, fondle my balls, stroke my cock, rub around in my mouth, grope my ass, finger my hole, and, most of all, pet my ears.
_Elephant Tricks
She laid her ears back and sat onto her rump, fingering herself faster for the final push to her climax. she used her second hand to rub over her body and massage over her breasts.
Secrets
The steady warmth growing against her backside. fingers stroked her pussy ever so gently. massaging her soft folds and drawing quiet chuffs from the tigress as she rolled back into him.
The Long Haul
The snake wedging himself within the stall so he could work deeper into his rear. fingers kneading his prostate and massaging it. lips dropping with a breathy gasp as his body arched into the pleasure.
Gryph in the Gullet 3
He brought his hands up to cradle her rump, fingers slipping around her flanks and under her tail to gently caress at her claspers and part her lips, pleasuring her gently while he swallowed her.
Damn Cold R2
I undid my robe and turning him, pressed my sheath against his rump, fingers stroking his dick-holder. "do you need to..." very much so if what sprang erect moments later was any indication.
Damn Cold B
I undid my robe and turning him, pressed my sheath against his rump, fingers stroking his dick-holder "do you need to..." very much so if what sprang erect moments later.
The Turning: A Lycanthropic Erotica
Anton was caressing my thighs from behind, fingers groping for the button on my pants. "gift?" i wanted to ask. but anton's words came back to me. no more questions, eric. "yes," i whispered. i shuddered and gasped. i moaned.
Internal Auditor 10
Instead, lowered over to reach for a certain cock that needed far much attention than his ass; fingers back to the place as it was.