The Life of Another - Chapter 37
Unfortunately jim stayed planted in his recliner, blissfully unaware that his lack of movement was thwarting my carefully laid plan.
Refuge in the Woods
"only a bit...nothing's wrong, markus," he then sat up from the recliner, then quickly changed the topic, "so what's for breakfast?" deep down, a significant part of me demanded to ask cherry how he really felt.
An Evening at Home
Cheri's legs were kicked up, almost reclining her against tim's body by his package. she was barefoot, and her feet stroked teasingly against his scrotum, calves rubbing either side of the tube of his member.
Wandering Eyes
Kieran let out a hefty exhale as he fully reclined into his chair and continued to firmly stroke and caress his tenting trouser-snake - one hand shifting and groping his testicles, whilst the other pressed, cupped and squeezed around and against his thick
Trying The Back Door [Commission]
"i know," timber said, reclining back. "and what if you win? even though you won't." "i'll make you my pet." timber laughed at the absurdity of it. he leaned forward. "so, you wanna get this over with now, or..."
[c] A Champion's Choice
In the room beyond, i can see umi reclining on the bed within. he didn't seem to be hooked up to any medical devices--thank heavens that they hadn't found it necessary. "understood," i tell her.
Kingdom Come: The Farm *sorry I didn't post the whole story the first time
He blacked out and went limp in the reclined seat, the slime continued to ooze out from his tip and fertilize the eggs in his belly. eventually his orbs shrunk, though kept the soft blue tone on his sac.
Hide and Speak
Buella would cruise back and forth looking for attention, lying down next to me when it was sam's turn, then crawling over to sit on the recliner with him when it was mine. i petted her absentmindedly, watching the screen.
Front Room Rodeo
He said with a deeply hidden hint of mischief as he got up from his recliner and sat by his mother, wrapping an arm around her and giving her a strong hug.
Hypnovember - Day 8: Master/Pet
The tiger stopped in front of his favorite couch, a black recliner that still had white stains from what they did on it a couple of nights ago.
Made for Each Other Part Two: The Black Cassidy
Bekkie stated as she pushed the laptop away and crawled up me as i reclined on the bed. "but i don't understand... serkesh is so... so steel like. and that guy looks like..."
Mark
Mark reclined a bit and his back fat rolled around the chair's short back.