Jarzyl & Atlas: Counting Scales
He nodded at her, but then he glanced down and pawed at the balcony's flat stone surface. "is this new? this seems bigger than i remember." "you are correct. how observant of you!"
Heat
The ferret's legs trembled and gave way to bruce's intense pounding, pinning him flat against the floor.
The Easy Way
Mitchell lay flat on hir back, tits spreading to the sides, huge cock laying flat against hir belly and up to near hir collarbone. thick cum rolled off hir body, pooling in the crevices of hir muscular torso, soaking hir fur to the skin.
Chapter 3 – Turn Up the Heat
Her ears laid flat on her head and her maw was parted into the slightest snarl. with each pant, her chest swelled. her groin was slick and her tail was plumped with her excitement.
Perdie's Affair, Part 1 (Illustrated)
He was polite, and kind, and honest, and we shared a small london flat with our pets and so i married him, on the same day roger married anita.
Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 3.2 Bannihar
"because she feels slighted by you." the dog answered in the same flat tone. "it wasn't like i meant to call her stupid!"
A Knot is a Knot
He wrote on a slip of paper as he talked, using the wall for a flat surface, and handed me the number before running out the door.
The Church Dragon - Part 5
The blood stone was shaped as a geometric diamond that was polished to have five facets on front and back, and a flat, diamond-shaped facet in the exact middle of the stone.
See ya Later, Skater
Long as you get the goods out by the end of the flat you’ll be fine.” lynn finally looked up from her board, flashing the other two a wide, toothy grin.
Blessed by the Moon
He turned around the beast, careful not to slip in the pool of cum covering the entire flat and reached to the wolf's butt, partially hidden by the gigantic wolfish balls.
Sleeping without Blankets
And he started walking up and down my body, those big kangaroo paws of his sinking into the flesh of my back, and i felt more and more of myself being pressed down flat.
Duck Tail
She asks flatly. i shrug. “i dunno, i don’t really study culture.” i answer flatly. she gets up, walks right over to me, puts her hands on my shoulders and looks me dead in the eyes.