The Monroe Household
Quentin was an expert with his paws, practiced and seasoned after years of abusing his older brother's ass, and within minutes he had him grabbing at the bed sheets and throwing his head back as he punch-fucked his hole into oblivion.
Fuck....
A donkey punch yiff story.
Down for the Count - Chpt 3
It lessens the amount of oomph you can put into your punch." "fuck you!" i went for a hard right punch on his abdomen only to feel my fist slip through the air as it missed.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 14: A Cup of Tea
He didn't want that, but he couldn't avoid getting punched. fuck those thugs. in the safety of his room, he ate his breakfast. the doughnuts tasted nice after he washed them with water.
Kittyslut Tribe | Part Three
One of the rhino's fists closed around his throat and the other punch-fucked his belly button open and pulverized his cute innards. onlookers clapped and cheered.
Caught Red Handed [Commission]
Modern, ball-busting, violence, fighting, pain, gut-punching. "fucking zak, hurry up....!" said the husky to the black-furred wolf spray painting a design on the back of lucky louie's pizza house.
ESO: Dragonknight's Reward
The general growled as his punch fucked the orc below him, the warrior grunting in pleasure.
On The Twelfth Day of Kinkmas
Rich sounds of wet lube and beating flesh slopped into the air as the stallion punch-fucked the lion. mercy was the last thing on the stallion's mind as he punched his way deeper into tendaji's guts.
My what big hands you have?
My tail gets pulled taut while i grunt and choke, my head having instinctively tried to drop at getting punch fucked so quickly into the night. shit... i knew i was loose but this is something else. "fuck yeah pup.
An Unconventional Make-Up
I guessed it was now swirling in the free punch. "fuck pineapples. don't know why they.." he tugged at his snug chest, stuttering as he noticed he had one. "..put that juice in all the.."
On The Eleventh Day of Kinkmas
Ankle restraints, already dangling from their pegs at each point of the cross, were well worn and looked almost comfortable to the bear, who remembered distinctly the first day he had worn them, crisp and fresh, that had dug into his skin as the rat had punch-fucked
The Meat Market pt 1
Keeping his fist clenched he punch fucked the horse, who was whinnying from either pain or pleasure, it was difficult to tell and hugo didn't care either. it was disgusting, dirty and degrading and hugo loved it.