A Civilized Encounter
### A Civilized Encounter She arrived with her stride taut and measured, weaving through the city park’s crisscrossed cement paths, hips rolling to punctuate each step, every stride a signal. Mira’s black tipped tail...
Taking One for the Team
As they entered the changing rooms they saw coach, sitting on the bench fucking one of the new football recruits. "yeah! take it boy! take my stallion meat! let coach know how much you want to be on the team!"
Mistaken Identity
He rolled up to a sitting position on the edge of the bench. "fuck yeah," he roared and tore off his shirt and stood.
Working Out
She drew the band taut and resumed her position, pussy dripping cream over her inner thighs and the bench. "fuck me, colt, and don't you dare cum until i have." shaking his mane off his neck, gabe whinnied, his cry ringing throughout the gym.
Teambuilding
Holding in his piss for the last few hours was a struggle, but it was worth it when he stood in the center of the room, taking his cock in one paw and aiming for a nearby bench. fuck.
Bar Jocks: Story One, Part Four
The fire snapped off, and milhouse slumped against the bench. "fuck," he swore. he said it again, louder, as he slammed a fist against the bench, the sound frighteningly loud in the quiet.
Shacking Up
He let loose that peculiar whimper a few more times, and then he put his head down on the dusty bench. "fuck, zayne, are you--, are you gonna--??" he awkwardly asked. his legs were shaking. zayne was right there, and there was no doubt about that.
Faith in the Family CH 17
The man he was sucking off came, then thomas had him bend on the bench, fucking him while someone pushed into the rat and fucked him.
Gym Beast
She looked at him with hatred, he leaned over her and wiped the slime on his hand over her head before returning to the bench. "fucking psycho," the wolf hissed through her teeth at the cat's back.
The Sex Bench, and the Panther Inside
Then, when the time was right, beef angled himself just the right way, and more of his dick slid into the bench. "fuck yeah." beef said, edging his way inside until he hilted the sex bench, and the panther inside. "damn." ernest said.
Late Night Gym Ch.1
Jarred chipped as they approached the bench. "fuck it's cold tonight." one of them answered. tark'aya didn't see who or what they were. her mind was preoccupied with getting under the hot, beating spray of the shower as soon as possible.
= Chapter Four: Contact =
He sprawled out along the bench. "fuck." "bad with the good, friend. it may be true, but you still have the strength to resist, and that 'weakness' lets you do wondrous things. where would we be without it?