You Are Being Served By
marge shook her head. i gave her a honest, slightly pouty smile. "marge, by the sound of her book choice, her patients will never complain."
Glad You're Not Wearing Crocs
marge burst out into laughter and even mason chuckled.
A Man After Midnight
marge kept her brave smile up. "anything you've particularly in mind, sir?" i was already reaching for one of the winter special brochures but got my paw swatted away by a rabidly smiling marge.
The Simpson’s: Marge gets caught
#5 of the simpsons the simpson's marge gets caught "okay, today mother will go to the farm and fuck tom and shadow so that he can stay there" lisa says as marge leaves the house and heads for her car.
Heavy Duty Muffin
"miley's so 2010," the collie sniped at marge as if to add to the insult before heading along towards the deeper reaches of the shop with her friend. i turned to look at marge and shrugged. "kids," she snuffled. "what?
The Simpson’s: Lisa plays with her horse
"it's a surprise" marge says holding up the blindfold and watches lisa tie it tight. marge guides her out to the car and drives around for a few minutes before she heads to the farm.
A Date With a Dobie?
"maybe i could write one as my next nanowrimo," marge suggested playfully.
Unanswered Questions
marge purred again.
They'll Ride Up With Wear
marge giggled as girlishly as she knew. "just why was he wearing crocs anyway?" the mare questioned. marge just winked. "did i say that he was wearing anything else?"
It's That Special Sensation
marge batted my legs with her tail. "you fraud!"
Snickers and Snakkers
My ears gave a disbelieving flick while i tipped my head at marge's direction and mouthed "ta ta" to her. marge snickered softly. "whatever floats the boat, muffin."
The Simpson’s: how Lisa got a horse
marge lays on the bench moaning as the last shock of orgasm fade from her pussy and feels cum run from it pool under her ass.