Final Preparations
"well hopefully with my harness, you won't need to get used to it." "let's hope," she said, taking another steadying breath as she stood up from the chair. "on that note... did it work? did the harness work?" "i don't know. let's see..."
Actaeon -- A Nymph in Need
I wanted to write about the trials of three women harnessing eight horses before dawn. this was irene and actaeon's tale.
Adrian's Induction - Chapter One
"yeah, one of my clients told me they had good harnesses here..." the tattooed zebra smiled when he reached the back of the store, seeing that there was indeed a varied array of harnesses and straps hanging from the wall.
Drag'n'Drop Part12 The end.
"and i thought you wanted a harness that didn't hold you tight" reevian teased, he opened his mouth a few times, but no words came out as he turned and quickly returned the harness to the rack he found it on.
Snowhorn Hunters
Flight harnesses never covered too much of the body for specifically this reason, though pyxis wasn't even wearing her harness right now. yet it wasn't as if she was she was raising her tail for him or spreading her legs.
The Mares' New Male 2: A Good Stretch
It was...definitely demeaning, in a way, but at the same time, it was a hot sort of harness and not a harness. looking down, she saw that there were a few other marks, too, including both of her clone's big toes marked with black bands, as well.
Wuff in Boots
His striped, muscled form was about as bare as usual on the top, his outfit only consisting of a harness with a stainless steel hoop on the front.
Prison Stream Story 3: Cock-Sleeved Convicts
They wore a harness that reached over their chest, around their shoulders and down to their belts. there, they had a badge and a few tools, and straps went from there down their legs to some tough boots.
The Teacher with the Amber Eyes
I could not believe it... I had gotten an F! i had never had a grade this bad before. Sure I've had a B here and there but never an F! The teacher, Miss Silver had handed me the cursed paper with a sparkle in her eye, not positive nor...
Just Like One of your Stories
Leather pants, harness, those gloves that still tugged on things and made steel buckles click and clink. every tug of leather added pressure onto his chest, his thighs, his legs, the arms that were secured to his sides.
Secrets in Storage
She pulled the foam padding away, her blush only growing as she saw a bunch of leathery straps, a harness, even reins. yet despite all that there wasn't anything to help her, no key, no remote control.
Life of a draft horse
She quickly said yes, pulling on my harness. so i started pushing my shaft against her womanhood, harder, and harder, i could see her lips spread to make place for me.