E. Dante's 'Who am I?'
A long running tradition of fear and fantasy, stretching back to even the earliest men?" the shadow rat solemnly seemed to continue, whilst the performer continued to speak on its behalf.
First Semester: Ethan
He closed his eyes and smiled as he watched the fox's member grow, in his fantasy, stretching the red fabric in front of him with a dark spot of pre forming at the tip of the bulge.
Broken Secrets: Chapter Nine
A whole wealth of kinks and fantasies stretched out before him, waiting for the drake to reach out and take them for his own. he panted, heaving, chest shuddering with every snatched lungful of air.
His Sister Becomes a Cam Star
“stretch me… stretch me so fucking good!" he shook his head and pushed the chair back from his desk, but it was not over yet as some final words teased down, her cries fainter, winding softly to the divinity of the afterglow.