Blast from the Past
brock's toned legs.
University Story - Chapter 8: Part 1
Jet squirmed and pushed against brock's chest with his small paw, but there was nothing he could do. whatever brock wanted to happen, clearly would. "you don't want me to spend the night alone do you?" brock said, moving closer.
Private Leave - A Bent Over Behind the Barracks Story
That's what brock was doing then, right there in front of me.
No Soap To Drop - A Bent Over Behind the Barracks Story
Hell, brock even ran his fingers down between my ass cheeks and over the residual messiness down there.
Tunnel Dogs - A Bent Over Behind the Barracks Story
"yeah, brock, i want it bad," i snorted...and then... "...yeah, please, brock."
Lucario - What are friends for?
"good buy, brock," ash told him approvingly. brock nodded, but may had something else to say. "you did only buy two," may noted, "last time i looked there was three of us." "four now," brock corrected, looking at lucario.
A Fire in the Hole - A Bent Over Behind the Barracks Story
brock's tongue rubbed over the slit on the blunt tip of my cock and made me grunt and push my hips wantonly, but brock's paw held me back, and i groaned with mild frustration.
The Wolf and the Mage
brock saw his panting, needy face in the mirror and blushed furiously.
The Coincidental Kink
brock pulled into a spot behind two trees and far from the road. "i want to talk about my sister, brock." brock leaned in, kissing me. good counterargument, brock. "backseat?" why the hell not...?
Cat Got Your Tongue
brock sighed, defeated, as a deal was a deal.
A Dobie Rump Romp
brock knew.
Bent Over Behind the Barracks
brock gave me a heavy slap on my ass once more before he stood back from me, grinning at me.