Migratory Birds- Chapter 1- Roamer (Part2)
They could feel their sensitive skins, the tickling of their mixed furs on the hot surface, just slightly cooled by sweat.
3.1 - New Positions
The mouse scrunched his mix-furred muzzle. his pelt looked more brown right now than not. sometimes, it looked grey, sometimes, like cinnamon. "you deserve to be happy." "i just don't trust it," she breathed.
Preview - Mustangs Must Win!
Eight inches of a not-so-human dick and red-and-white-mixed fur was now bared to everyone as he felt a sucking just behind his balls. with one last cramp, that whole area plumped up and then the flesh parted. "ha-aaaah!"
Mustangs Must Win!
Eight inches of a not-so-human dick and red-and-white-mixed fur was now bared to everyone as he felt a sucking just behind his balls. with one last cramp, that whole area plumped up and then the flesh parted. "ha-aaaah!"
Preview - Bulls Must Win!
Eight inches of a not-so-human dick and red-and-white-mixed fur was now bared to everyone as he felt a sucking just behind his balls. with one last cramp, that whole area plumped up and then the flesh parted. "ha-aaaah!"
Earning His Title
The noble was a wolf like devil, grey with white mixed fur. his fur was well groomed as he seemed to give off the smell of lilies. he looked handsome as he would attract many females of the noble houses.
Bulls Must Win!
Eight inches of a not-so-human dick and red-and-white-mixed fur was now bared to everyone as he felt a sucking just behind his balls. with one last cramp, that whole area plumped up and then the flesh parted. "ha-aaaah!"
Trickle Trickle Little Flower
The light from the kitchen barely revealed the highlights of the rabbit-mix's fur. she looked almost like an illusion, or a ghost what with the white, chiffon sleeping gown.
Digital Warpath (violence not in yiff)
It was a tribe of mixed furs who habitated a reservation on the east coast of the united states. treeholder opens those rheumy eyes and stares directly into his own; meeting eyes like stars, uttering his distinctive wet cough from decades of tobacco use.
Chase The Sun
A half-hour’s drive outside of the sleepy southwestern town of New Branch, the sun was dipping over the edge of the Sedean desert, setting the sky alight with tails of red and gold. Mesas stretched out across the landscape, leaving rivers of...