Cum Stuffed Hyon: Cooked till Brown
The hyon's semen boiled in the intense heat, making a sizzling marinade over his thick cock. "mmm, oh yeah," sci sighed. he slumped away from the oven, tearing himself from the view in order to set up the table.
Unexpected Sale
She plunged her hands into the bowl of marinade and began coating him with her hands, ruffling his fur to get the marinade under it. she chuckled. "so much nicer this way, don't you think? so much more...intimate."
Cooked
**kylie** : ::she moaned, feeling the thick marinade shoved into her sweet pussy, writhing as best she could in her bonds, enjoying it as the marinade, mixed with her own cum, seeped out after a bit anyway, laying down as they prepared her, loving the feeling
Just Need a Taste | Entree Sized Commission
"and after that, i can get him nice and cozy in the marinade... a little unorthodox to cook 'em first, but th-think of it as a parboil!"
Steamed Buns
"injecting a flavorful marinade. what, do you want a cooking show?" silent shuddered, finding the sensation of the liquid spreading within him rather pleasant.
Alex's day at the beach
He goes into the kitchen and starts mixing up the marinade and his father comes in. "how was your day?" his father asks sitting at the table.
Just meat
Anything you'd also add to a good marinade.
How to cook 'mur meats
I was thinking if you could get some sauces and fill his sheath with them, then bind up the tip or something so it soaks in the sauce and marinades the meat. you know.." the lynx laughs, "oh!
Special Assignments - Chapter Twenty Three
"well, i might be back to do just that once i finish the marinade."
Fuck the Cook
To his left mrs johannson from number six was turning some chicken wings dripping with marinade, a heavy, flowery patterned apron protecting the lioness' otherwise bare body while her mouse husband stood behind her, kissing her between the shoulders and buried
Dragonlord Saga - Prologue
Yes, marinade. i suppose, some prefer to prior, what we season after." a low chuckle reverbs from my throat, my wit, unseen, unknown, and to die alone upon the howling winds of this paradise. i laugh again with pensive closure.
475 Taking One For The Hounds
She presses the vertebra between her legs and grinds herself up against its pitted ossuarical surface, holding the pose carefully for just a couple of seconds to allow her scent and theirs to marinade into it, then positions the resulting scent marker atop