The Night Guard: Brass Monkeys (1)
**The bathroom smelt of rotting ham, ** and the cold tiles were glazed by a thick yellow grime which had made this room the oldest looking one on Ronald's Vessel. A twenty-two year old coyote boy sat helplessly in a plastic chair, gazing at the...
Amare
"You're sure you want to do this?" Quivered James, who's erect cock prodded against Noah's hole. "Yeah...I'm pretty sure." Noah replied, licking his lips. James focused his eyes a slowly slid the tip of his penis into the coyote, who immediately let...