Echte Liebe: Part 2
He was brining his dick out until only the tip of his head was in her then he slammed back into her. lucria could not stop moaning. her breathing was shallow and rugged. the tip of her tail twitched and her outstretched wings moved up and down slightly.
Dungeons & Adders CH10
The squirrel began grinning again as she dropped cheesefilcher's severed testicles into a jar of brine.
An Evening Tryst
Hands grope, squeeze stroke, brining you both back to fullness.
Aquatic Arbitration
Another scent wafted through the air--hers again, but sharper now, a hint of extra brine and building lust.
The Moon need friends too part 4
" no princess is just,what if this creatures .bring chaos to this world,brining back discord." bright star said,as he tried to move backwards away from celestia glare. as he was suffering from the increases of heat in the room.
Sex on the Beach
I caught a whiff of citrus over the ocean brine. "are you wearing perfume?" i immediately felt dumb. first words to her. good job, jarod. "maybe. are you wearing cologne?" she pulled back, thankfully.
Rough Seas [Patreon Commission]
Salt brine coated his lips when he flicked his tongue out over them, beneath that the still-lingering spice of the stew that he'd been served earlier in the afternoon.
Hurricane Alley
"you brine-stained fish! why does that matter?" "well...if you can find the tip of the florida coast, face about ten degrees south. you'll see."
Sea Song (Clean)
The surroundings stung at his exposed organs for the first few seconds, but after a short while his eyes grew accustomed to the brine and the pain subsided. darker now, but the bright sun above illuminated the space around her.
Morning Glory (A WriteStream Story)
Panting in the afterglow of the incredibly intense orgasm, the otter dropped to his knees, brining his face down to be level with the city ground.
A night out hunting
Panting with satisfaction as air rushed into his lungs and brining with it the tasty fox scents that still lingered in the air.
Seven-Tails, Chapter 1
He \*made\* me eat an entire jar of pickled sausage--brine and all, before picking up the pen, and now this paper smells like vinegar. i can't normally stand the stuff, but he just made me so goddamn hungry somehow. he's always talking, about food.