Fires of Lust
Leaning over her pinned form, the big bird hooked his beak on the lamp's key and gave it a twist. in but an instant the blue glow erupted at nearly three times its original size.
Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 3.3 Bannihar
"a really big bird." roarg added, readying his axe. "a really big bird made of stone." kayte added, unhooking the sacred censor from her staff. "so..."
Birds in a Shower
A timid voice spoke up behind the big bird in front of skye. "c-can i have a turn?" falcon looked over his shoulder and nodded, grinning as he spoke. "go ahead and have his beak all to yourself."
Thrill of the Hunt
The big bird threw his weight into her, grinding his sheath into her crotch to get just that little bit deeper as he came hard.
Chocobo Knight
From the neck down, he was a big bird, though more of an anthro chocobo at that, complete with a small cock between his legs that seemed so out of place, and a head that was also a little bizarre for his new bird body. “i’m a bird, a real big bird.”
Research Trip (Vore Story)
Tyrannus's arms were now firmly held at his sides, making it much easier for the big bird to continue working his way down and clenching the rex inside of him.
The Wild River - Relief
When i wrapped an arm around them and tugged to stay upright, i heard the big bird above me let out another squawk, followed by a giggle from one of the onlookers behind me.
Let's take it slow
Then again, there wasn't any battle as of the moment for the big bird and all he could do now was travel and explore the rest of the world.
Pidgeot Vore
The trainer was enjoying the breeze, her purple hair flowing freely as the big bird swerved and owned the troposphere. they were entering the johto region; this was their chance to broaden their horizons of the world of pokémon.
Breeders Get Bred - Commission
The big bird simply held that position for a while. faun couldn't see his expression, but he could sense the smirk on his beak.
Receptive Reception
As the big bird lays himself back onto her, the much more defined shape of that mast weighs down her dress, only that thin fabric separating her dangerously vulnerable vent from his raw virility.
A Missing Link
Spencer's legs widened and wrapped around the big bird's thighs, and they mounted. rubbing against each other's aching masculinity, they began to rock back and forth.