Bramble's Search
His own tail responded in kind, intertwining with hers. a soft, satisfied sigh fled him, his body aglow with prickling and curious warmth. "this is it, bramble."
Instruments of Ecstasy
In that moment of surrender, she became a vessel of unbridled passion, her spirit intertwined with the desires of her blue master and his kobolds.
Eoraptor Sunset
So there they stood together, watching the sun fall below the horizon, one fragment in time. 228 million years later, a young couple stands on the balcony of their honeymoon suite, watching the sun set out over the ocean, hands intertwined, thinking these
Pick-sure...
Often times i make rhymes for depictions of fictions they never were sometimes i intertwine reality so much, my own life becomes a blur memories become more than needed my intent & imagination seem depleted time & space leave me walking among
Anthro Sex Squad Story 4 - Bizmark's Story; Chapter 2
The images of their bodies were always paired, always intertwined with one of the opposite gender, and... bizmark turned away as a blush spread out across his face.
Osiris and Tameri
Tameri returned the greeting, moaning softly as their tongues lapped and intertwine, all the while, the tip of his wedge shaped phallic tip pressed against the slickened lips of her pussy.
My Life as a Furry: Chapter 3
His paw went from the normal grip (like in a handshake) to having his fingers intertwined with mine.
That Dam Threesome
Norbert murred softly and shut his eyes as he felt the fox's tongue begin to explore his mouth, licking over his teeth and intertwining with his own tongue.
A Day on the Farm story
With a sultry demeanor, she intertwines her fingers, caressing her own breasts. offering her breasts to the stallion, guiding its length into the ample cleavage.
Moonlit Surrender story
The studio becomes a cocoon for this raw exchange, the symphony of their intertwined bodies echoing through the space.
Prologue
Born to different parents, but their fates were to be intertwined. the only question is how soon the prophecy comes true, if it ever does. but one would have a happy childhood, the other wouldn't have anything to call a childhood.
Reflecting...
Leaves me with feelings anything but good heading blind into tomorrow with no want for another expectable conclusion i want the cob webs to burn again, the ground to shake with intrusion even if it's just in my head i'd rather roam the realms intertwined