Of Butterscotch and Bedroom Eyes (Ceeb)
Seth waited behind her, gazing at her tall, matronly body. the light haloed her, making her white fluff glow at the edges. as she turned to face him, he caught a glint in her eyes. it was brief but the coyness was plain to see.
Bad Dog, No Biscuit
Doubtless, scandalized matrons and patriarchs would be covering the eyes of their children. "mommy, i can see that lady's butt!" not quickly enough, it seemed. the flush, he thought, seemed to have spread to his chest.
Mommafox'd
His customary cap rested lightly on his head, slightly more dislodged each time the matronly fox squeezed her thighs around his ears. speaking of which, the padded muscles came in again, holding him in place firmly.
Draykan's Healing
The elven matron's voice says, her plump lips settling on a frown. draykan runs his hand through his forehead, swallowing spit to remove the lump caught in his throat. "y... yes..., high priestess. it was of the time before... before you took me in."
Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse, CH 31
I...think, especially if the matrons are setting up the silver grotto temple area as a communal rearing area...it'll be okay either way.
Family Fun- Daddy's Little Slut
Though, she just edges out the matron of the family because she has tiny little hoops pierced through her nipples!
Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse, CH 27
We must convene with the matrons immediately." noon arrived and passed, going on half past when flame and ember rolled in at last.
He who smelled the Roses
"who...," she started "i am the matron of this field, all that you see here is from my care," the elegant pokémon spoke in an almost angelic voice, "let us tend to your trainer," "mother, he saved me from the weedle," the small fairy spoke as the matron
Tik Tik's Kobolds
However, dealing with that hurdle will have to come later, as i have much to write about my encounter with the matron. our current matron took over the duties after my revolution.
Adventures of Dorrin 01
Dro'hani was an older woman whose matronly, spotted body showed its age with the beginnings of grey and an already very rounded figure; her breasts were heavy, pulled downward some from weight and time, resting just above a padded belly, and her wide hips
Daughterly Devotion
The matronly lion held onto their heads now more for support than love or domination, and she tossed back her head, uttering a deep and quaking moan.
The Dance
Not a single high born had been spared from the need to gossip and theorize about how the foreign-raised ji-xing matron would be doing to her house.