The Farens poon
Looking steadfastly/ to the fair maiden He grips / his tilt Her heads/ atilt Next thing, ya know/ they're mating She looks at him/ with a grin Just/ such A beauty/ a noble cutie Can't help but balk/ at him With a thrust/...
Kyyanno's Journey - Chapter 3
Foxes, hedgehogs, a couple of dogs, and an old english sheepdog and one of a breed he did not recognise. no other felines, however. kyyanno was the only cat in the group.
Kyyanno's Journey - Chapter 4
The morning chorus of the birdsong in the trees would give anyone who could hear it the impression that a bright and happy day had happened upon the denizens of Tobbac Forest. The blazing spring sun, and the frisky nip of chill in the air seemed...
Kyyanno's Journey - Chapter 1
“no, no,” the mayor replied, snapping his head back to face the old english sheep dog. “no, it’s not you at all. i’m sorry. it’s those two cubs outside.” “what, those two, fighting by the fountain?
Kyyanno's Journey - Chapter 5
The morning sun rose over the camp of cubs by the great lake of Tobbac Forest. The birds chirped with gay abandon, oblivious to the activities of the night before. It was not the sun or the birds that woke the sleeping travellers, but the...
Kyyanno's Journey - Chapter 2
The trees of the Tobbac forest were a bright shade of green, welcoming the late spring sun as it beamed a morning wake-up to those lucky enough to be caught beneath it. Birds chirped their morning chorus to each other as they took the early...
For Him and I Part 2
The following morning found them both giddily debating to themselves as to when would be a good time to bring up last night's special subject. They felt like kids at their birthday party, wanting desperately to open presents but not knowing when it...
For Him and I Part 1
He was a big old english sheepdog lying on top of his wife, clarissa, in the missionary position. he all but blanketed her, sinking her into the mattress with his immense girth. his chunky buttocks were clenched tight, further pressing her downwards.
For Him and I Part 4
"Ah!" Damien's girth was something oppressive, forcing her vulva to gape around it. Further and further it stretched until finally she managed to meet the breadth of his glans. Her pussy lips gripped him tightly, close to the point of tearing. She grit...
For Him and I Part 3
Monday could not have felt slower. Clarissa was alone at home making sure the place was spotless and organized. She tried burning more time by reading, but it was impossible to focus. Every scene she read about, whether sex related or not, involved...
A good day
Perdita pants and moans with pleasure, she sees as the old english shepherd pants of pleasure too.
Xenophile
I have always wanted to burn shakespeare alive, and bleach those old-english flourishes from my brain.