Were and Tear: Part Two
#2 of were and tear were and tear part 2 written by roadkill contains: were, deep penetration, hyper phallic, spooge, inflation, gay things. "what the hell?! ughh.." jake mumbled and groaned. "where am i? whats going on?"
Invisible Tears
You were the only survivor from your side of the accident," at that moment i could feel tears wanting to break free and pour down my cheeks. "how you survived is a miracle. unfortunately nothing will ever be the same anymore.
Tearing Up the Club's Owner
The hyena gang was celebrating the return of Azrael and Niles’ sons Charon and Avon. The two had been away at college, coming back as an athletic grad and tech grad respectively. Being proud fathers, the pair of sibling hyenas welcomed home their...
To Comfort A Cryptid
I leaned in close again and started licking the remaining tears still streaking down curt's muzzle, running my tongue along the glowing green tear tracks from his nose to his eyes.
A Vital New Workout
Rather, he was enraptured by the steady tearing along the sides and in the fabric of his socks.
University Story - Chapter 7
Alex could feel the tears on his muzzle now, and he couldn't bear to look at the two furs he loved. he didn't want to see the tears of the one he didn't choose.
tears
#1 of tears sitting by the window the weather is eerie my stomach is churning the news i am awaiting is scary my face is frozen by fear played this moment time and time again but nothing can prepare
Catfish Kangaroo
With a nod, mitch smiled softly at me and closed his eyes, a couple warm tears rolling down his muzzle, "i'm so glad you think so, kurt." this time, i could tell that the kangaroo was crying tears of happiness.
Wear and Tear
The monster that amaris had become wept, raising her taloned fingers to her face as she rubbed the tears from the matted fur around her eyes.
Moonlights Tears
Moonlight's tears © cederwyn whitefurr 14th may 2001 all rights reserved.
Bowser's Revenge
His pecs pushed harder and harder against his shirt before a tear formed in the collar, splitting down their firm scaled surface, adorned with needy nipples.
Poem #85: Journey Through a Life Once Lived
The tears we shed are tears once spent making a memory in our lives; like a carving in the stone, the tear memories are here to stay. ~bhscorch [!