Passion of the Gloves
Stroking his whiskers, the satin gloves floated, a little plumper than usual as if they had 'drank down' too much of his seed, their essence bloated with overfeeding.
Lust Controlled by His Magic Gloves
As if knowing that he was becoming distracted, a red pair of satin gloves flew up to his muzzle and jerked his head back around to attention, a finger wagging and waving in his face as if they were telling him off for letting his focus slip.
Textile Negotiation
The gloves tipped him so that he was somewhat upright, leaning back, comfortable in both their hands and arms, although the blue satin gloves kept his arms outstretched, spread, to either side of his body.
His Gift to the Magic Gloves
It was different with the violet satin gloves, the bunny's eyes half-lidded as he took in the sultry view of them, the violet reflecting, faintly, the coloured christmas lights.
Bound by His Gloves
No words came from his lips but a shriek and a scream as the satin gloves tightened their grip on his ankles, dragging him on his back to the bottom of the stairs.
Sharing Pleasure And Energy
_ though it was muffled by latex, kyi couldn't even **hope** to subdue his moans, as the arm of the satin glove settled over his cock and began to close down around the flesh, acting the same as a mortal orifice.
Demonic Attire
._ tai's old gloves lay on a chair not far away, but it was impossible to think about that when he had the empty dress above him, the satin gloves gripping his shaft in a choking grip.
Gloves 7
One eye winces closed from the sudden burning stretch, and as he yelps in response, a red satin glove slithers out of from the pillowcase and shoots straight forward, plugging four fingers into his mouth.
Gloves 4
He'd pet his fur and brushed over himself with satin gloves before, but so far, the electric shiver coming from these is unlike any other. he giggles, thinking to himself that perhaps their previous owner kept them around for a similar purpose.
Chapter 18: Opera
The dress was a sleeveless crew neck, but she wore a pair of full-length black satin gloves that ended just below her shoulder. she had brought a black clutch to carry the essentials such as a comb and a wickedly sharp folding knife.
The Magic Gloves
The satin gloves slipped down into his underwear, teasing and caressing his balls briefly, sweetly, and it was all the bunny could do to not roll his eyes back and let out a loud moan that would have given everything away right then and there.
I - Gryphon Thief or Peeping Tom
A delicate reproduction of tiger fur lined all her floors, the chairs she used conformed to your body like a satin glove and even her bed was made of a fabric softer then silk.