A Night Out
"yeah, well...you dance all night...shaking your ass...grinding on a pole...you learn how to hold it in." "yeah, well...just let go when you feel like it." in, out, in, out.
Surviving Summer Pt. 2
This was all the warning lith had before, fingers digging in tight, grand rammed one final stroke into his ass, grinding in tight as his cream burst inside the feline.
Pole Dancing
He made most of his money with corner lap dances, fat businessmen who wanted to feel that perfect ass grinding on their crotches...he'd never had an actual private dance before.
Ticklish Pleasure.
Emma pressed up alongside, though she inhaled his dragon musk too, nose wriggling as it tickled him, his butt grinding back against them to the little extent that he could.
Revving Your Engines
With each pulse of the engine, laran thrust firmly into pence, plowing his shaft deep within the emerald's backside, grinding his broad cocktip against pence's already overstimulated prostate.
We Can Explain
He looks over his shoulder at alex, seeing him slickening up his length before poking the tip at his butt, grinding the tip along his entrance, getting it moist as well before pressing it inside.
Taking Him
He bit out a sharp cry as the horse-cock dildo rammed up deep into his ass, grinding deep and dragging back over his prostate with every stroke.
Do You Like Horses?
The four digits strained the pink flesh of his ass, stretching it out and wide so he could pump quickly deep into his ass, grinding to the prostate each time.
The Dog Park Bitch
And she was squishing him more and more, her butt grinding back against his face, nearly squishing it into oblivion.
Climbing the Corporate Ladder
When she came around she saw the feline teasing the male with her rump, down on all fours beneath the desk, skirt bunched up around her waist, no stockings on the secretary, and no panties either, bare crotch and ass grinding against that trapped cock.
Failing Son, Dominant Dad
He watched his son growing fully erect, ollie's ass grinding against his chair so that the plug inside him would grind against his insides, poking at his prostate and rubbing his walls. "oeeurrgh..."
Helping Out Blitzen
He panted heavily through an open mouth, breath still frosting in puffs of air before him, but he couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, not with her muscular buttocks grinding back into him, demanding more.