Downward-facing Dragoness
Lia was face-down on the mattress, her arms stretched to the headboard, her legs close together. her back was a sea of red scales, her shoulder muscles shifting as she settled into a comfortable position.
Pride: Facing the Dawn
When it had crashed to the ground he found himself face to face with an eerily familiar form as her head turned to snap and snarl menacingly at him. the dracine female he had captured, the dracine female he had violated.
#6 - Poker Faces
._** \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* **poker faces** \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\
New Friends with No Faces
> "He's a good kid, he's just really frightened and probably very angry." > > Jacob slowly felt himself drifting out of sleep. He heard voices just a few feet from him. Not wishing to eavesdrop, but not wanting to interrupt either he decided to stay...
your face here
I said blushing as i turned to look at him still holding onto my butt "can i burry my face into it?"
Not Just a Pretty Face
He glanced over to me and i saw his face in the glow of his screen held in his paw. he quickly turned back to look onto it again. my heart sank a little bit more towards my fluttery belly. "hey!"
Emma - Friendly Faces
"it sounds to me like you've already made a few friends." she chuckled, much of her unease dissipating in the face of amena's boundless enthusiasm.
Facing the Storm: Ending
#19 of writing prompt group submissions this is the ending for the "facing the storm" choose your own story series. **facing the storm: ending** you awake the next morning to find that the kit is not with you.
Face Your Fears
My face turned red. was he asking me out? or does he just want to hang out? "er... sure!" i said. "cool! should i pick you up, or do you want to drive yourself?
Downward Facing Dog
Jet after jet of viscous cum painted jesse's face, running in rivulets down his face to the wood floor of the living room, landing with little wet patters. "fuck, oh god, yes!"
Three Faced Christmas
"No fucking way!" Shams shouted. "Language, mister" Kudzu said. "Sorry" the cheetah cub replied, "It's just so..." "Exactly what you wanted?" Chase chimed in. "Yeah. Thank you guys so much." Shams then gave each of his father's...
Blood In My Face
**blood in my face** bulbous eyes watched with fascinated enthuse as the diagonal screen flashed from image to image as _cannibal carl and the meat muppets_ worked in unison, prepping a five-course meal of sautéed organs.