The Lamia, etc. Part 4
She could have been well beyond a d-cup, but the pink, satin camisole she wore made it hard to tell; it was tight against her bosom and loose beneath. a matching pair of small, satin shorts covered her waist.
Simply Sentimental
Outfit was unmoved until he untied those three little satin knots, eyes settled upon her own briefly in that moment that seemed to him like opening a long awaited gift.
Bottom's Up
The alsatian, taking the helm this time, sidled closer til his crown was pressing against the satin plumpness, tip stroking at the nether cleft as it greeted with hints of warmth and wetness.
To Ashes: Chapter 4
The satin clung to his form and showed every delicate curve and sharp angle. he may as well have not been wearing anything at all.
The Thief
She then grinned softly and started to undo the first button of her satin shirt "well, skunky...what's your name?" sonja took a step back and gulped as she noticed that the vixen started to undress herself. "s-sonja..."
Quest for the Wolf's Ass Episode 3
, sal said "how about we take some chopped up pineapple and glue it onto some satin", mac said. "that's the dumbest idea i have ever heard", sal said. "it's also our only one", mac said. "you guys are idiots!"
White Knights [3]
The light fur of her tail brushed the back of his head and then cheek as she lowered it to draw the satin soft length across his face and under his chin.
Night of the Living Bondage Gear
"why, exactly, are you wearing _my_ favorite pink satin panties?" blushing, perry replied, "they aren't _your_ pink satin panties, it's _my_hot pink satin thong."
A dark passion
While gripping the satin sheets balling the fabric into his hands.
The Panther
Sliding down the satin bed sheets i gently started nibbling the fur around his navel, sticking my tongue into the hollow teasingly, and savoring the sweetness of his precum as it mixed with the musky saltiness of the days sweat.
Horned Lord's Housemaid
The shirt dipped down over her legs, merging with her jeans into an ankle-length skirt for her dress, the shiny black satin clinging tightly to her shapely legs, accentuating every womanly curves of her plump thighs and pert bottom.
Art of the Steal
Graham, similarly, stared at the junior accountant's massive package, as it steadily shrank within its satin satin prison.