Meowservation of the Forest Part 2
Why am I doing this? Jamie asks himself as he fine-tunes the edges of the mask of the wooden meowscarada. The answer is the same as whenever else he would carve something: an image got stuck in his head and he needed to see it realized. The real...
Meowservation of the Forest Part 2
Why am I doing this? Jamie asks himself as he fine-tunes the edges of the mask of the wooden meowscarada. The answer is the same as whenever else he would carve something: an image got stuck in his head and he needed to see it realized. The real...
Product Testing, Part Two
It wasn't exactly how he'd imagined a pokemon to mate, but these toys were designed with the customer in mind, and it believed a slow, spooning fuck to be the way to jake's heart.
[Commission: Lucifrio] Cain & Dagger
Dagger cried out at the sudden penetration, then let out a long moan when cain began spoon-fucking him as roughly as the position would allow. cain's hands roamed all over dagger's body, caressing his scales.
Deadlines: Hicktown Hearts Part 5
Nick squeaked, damn near jumping out of his skin, before twisting around and bopping me on the nose with a wooden spoon. “fuck you, knox!” he said with a laugh as he pulled off his headphones. “how the hell didn’t i hear you coming?
Deadlines: Hicktown Hearts Part 5
Nick squeaked, damn near jumping out of his skin, before twisting around and bopping me on the nose with a wooden spoon. “fuck you, knox!" he said with a laugh as he pulled off his headphones. “how the hell didn't i hear you coming?
Q&A
"oh, just more of the same stuff that we're already doing at night -- humping me while we spoon, fucking my tits, that kind of thing. enough to get your cock drooling for a bit.
Dorm Mates [Commission]
I figured he’d just pick up where we left off and spoon-fuck me, but i found myself staring at both our ceiling and my jack when he rolled me onto my back. “wanna try something different…” “...and you wanna know if i’m up for it?” i asked.
Hicktown Hearts
— Nicholas — I was driving down a stretch of highway that was just… corn. Corn to my left, corn to my right. For the last twenty miles, it had been fields and fields of nothing but corn. Man, I was _not_ used to being in the country...