Fangirl
Mouse Bait08. FangirlBy Assilsasta, Cormenthor »-(¯`·.·´¯)September 9, 2013<-(¯`·.·´¯)-«»-(¯`·.·´¯)->Fan Girl<-(¯`·.·´¯)-« Cecily saw Daisy as the moose herm walked to the car to wait for her. Unable to contain her excitement She started bouncing...
Chapter Three- The Cub
The leopard showed the girl her sides and the blood oozing out of the grievous wounds she had there; her clothes were stained black with the amount of blood the leopard had lost.
Relaxation
Some would think it odd of a girl her age to have an active sexual life without much commitment, but for her, it felt perfectly natural. she would sleep for a few more hours before waking up; she was having a rather pleasant dream.
A Pleasant Alternative Part 1
"good girl," her master growls. vijaya lounges back on his cushioned seat, his long, feathered outfit unbuttoned down the middle, showing off his toned underbelly and giving the slave easy access.
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 3
She was quite the colored female. her scales were a jade color, like precious emerald and her tourquoise scales were in perfect condition. she would be perfect to make eggs with.
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 3
She was quite the colored female. her scales were a jade color, like precious emerald and her tourquoise scales were in perfect condition. she would be perfect to make eggs with.
Dark Angel - Chapter 1
March 31 **an ivory-billed woodpecker in doctor's scrubs stood at the foot of the bed occupied by a zebra woman. her screams were loud, ear piercing. he told her to push, coaching her.
19th December
"you are such a fine girl." her uncle praised her while pumping in and out slowly and even though maia was still a bit frightened and embarrassed, she showed a small smile from the praise and moaned.
In the park... Alone?
You notice the smell of sweet and tender, somehow innocent scented, juices on the air thickens to a heady degree, your eyes drink in the sight of the young girl her fingers spreading her folds to show her bright pink folds and the warm inviting, moist looking
#3 (p1): Breath Play, Deepthroating
"oh, good girl." her tongue still holds innocently beneath him, held firm past her lips, like the tiny napkin serving his dish. it wets her man and spills her quiet gags from within.
Fall of a Queen
She smirked, gazing up at the woman. her teeth sunk into her finger, a little nip that drew a few more flecks of blood, which she hungrily lapped up as she continued to drill the slowly dying woman.
Mounted by a female
"first time inside a female?" her playful warble was jarring to doravar's ears, as were her taunting licks across the very wound she created. he wished for nothing more than to bite into her throat and tear it open, but his very body betrayed him.