His Daughter's Lover: His Date
He grunted in annoyance and checked his phone one last time before a pair of feet appeared beyond the glass, plastic, and silicone object in his paw. his eyes went up and took his visitor in.
His Keeper.txt
A shiver ran down his body, and his cheeks flushed. adjusting his robe, he opened the door to peak in. his eyes gazed at the site that shortened his breath.
In His Service
his mind returning to the present, the ursine slowly leaned forward and opened his muzzle. as soon as his lips parted, fabien roughly gripped the fur on the back of his scalp with both paws and thrust his hips forward.
His Treasure
Tienvis shut his eyes tight, snarling and baring his teeth. he thrusted up his hips to time with the fox's mouth going down. his tail went rigid, his digits curled in. the vixen kept at it as the climax coursed up through his shaft.
His Masterpiece
his sheath was speckled grey and white with little rosettes here and there and an ashen patch of fur trailing from his belly to his ball sack.
His House, His Rules: Chapter 2
Into his fur.
Not His Problem
Frank shook his head emphatically , his ears plastered to his skull. i watched this little scene marveling at the lupine's dedication to his master.
His Price
The bear snarled his response. “what do you think? no! let me _go_!” he twisted, but he couldn’t seem to thrash his way free either, barely even moving. having his arm wrenched behind his back paused him, for it shot pain through his body.
In His Place
The wolf replied, placing his paws on his shoulders and turning jason towards the dog, who had his pants down to his knees now. the canine bent slightly and lifted his tail to show off his furred rump to the human.
Kayla: By His Will
his paws quickly worked to tuck in his shirt and button his slacks, to get his equipment holstered at his waist again.
His Prey
She could hear his joints bending and his muscles rippling under his thick pelt of fur. she could smell his arousal, his fury, and his impatience. she knew this wouldnt be a long fight. couldnt be a long fight.
His Apprentice
Koun moved back in front of his mentor, his teacher, and got onto his knees, still in his own pyjamas. the tenting in his own clothes was obvious, but for now he ignored it, his attention focused on elias and his pulsing cock.