Friendly with Farrah
She crooned weakly for farrah, like some young offspring crying out for its mother's attention. farrah indulged her. slowly and cautiously, farrah eased one finger into needle.
Lay of the Park
farrah chirped, pumping up the chair, but not very far; night was a six foot tall hippogryph and farrah a short bear. "hope you don't want too much of this hair gone." the bird smiled, catching farrah's blue eyes in the mirror.
A Place to Sheathe Your Sword
farrah soon sat up, and without comment began to clean her breasts with one of the threadbare rags left on the table. as farrah cleaned herself, kaz fell back into bed and sighed heavily.
Come Back to Me
Sara was instructing farrah to relax her jaw to get him into her throat. farrah was obeying the advice as best she could and was ignoring the toll on her own body. farrah's ears were red, almost turning blue from lack of air.
Mom Takes One For the Team
Kaz started to smirk and farrah urgently added, "not like _this!"_ the otter laughed and patted farrah's shoulder. "s'all right. but, um, oughta let you in something."
Moonglade C5: Remnants and Echoes
farrah rolled her hips lazily. "shall we?"
Mama Does it Best
"mrs.--, um, farrah?" "you can just call me mrs. kushner if it helps any," farrah said with a giggle. "besides, that actually sounds pretty cute coming from your mouth.
Two Buns for the Price of One
farrah added, smiling ear to ear at the cat's improv. she joined him on kahnso's opposite side, dressed in only her maroon bra. after pressing her sticky lips into kahnso's neck, farrah growled.
Can't Bear to Lose
farrah stroked down, then up carl's thigh and grabbed him by his balls. carl being a rodent left him a big, plush sack, and farrah loved how it felt in her paw.
Butt Slam Part VIII
He was with farrah in his entirety, safe and warm in her bed and under her body.
Touring Farrah
"aw, honey, i hear that all the time," said farrah, modestly. with a smirk on her face, she thought, _not that i_ mind _hearing it. not that it isn't true, either..._ farrah strolled her blue gaze across the bus.
Mom Bear's Chair
farrah's body was clean, her fur conditioned and soft - no surprise given her vocation.