A Taste of the Cookie
Tags: f/solo, m/f, prostitution, greta, white wolf, fishnets, pasties, exhibitionism, trucker, gas station, teasing, condom, piercing,
Ever Loyal Part II
Chubby, pasty goth girl + dog = hot, apparently, and wow that makes me uncomfortable now that i think about it. thumbnail background is from pokemon silver, dumped by pite for the spriters resource.
Possibly the second worst thing I've ever written
He stuck out his tongue and she pressed the cold, pasty inside of the diaper into his mouth. the taste was bitter, and the shit inside was thick, gritty and deep.
Welcome to Lust World: A Sabreverse Short
Now completely naked but for a trifecta of heart shaped pasties that tipped her small tits and one between her thighs. "is this really what we're wearing?" lynn fallowed, naked, her big tits tipped with hearts pasties of her own.
A Doberman's Naughty Desires
Getting dressed was a minimalistic affair: panties, fishnet stockings, and a pair of high heels were the only real 'clothes' that she wore, and a pair of pasties covered her nipples.
Spermatosaurus Problems
Her top was...nearly bare, save for the pasties that she wore over her nipples. _a prostitute,_ was moh's first thought. _a breeder,_ was his second.
Hairy Potter 3-- the train trip
Go on, have a pasty," said hairy, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with.
The Breeding Room
The pasties would remain stuck there but, with her legs pushed back, the canine could still get his soft, wet nose down to her tits.
First Night
Light streamed in from the quickly setting sun setting a golden cast over his pasty skin. he pushed his cheeks into the air to entice aiden, his new boyfriend to get on with it. "keep it together" he whispered to himself as he ground his teeth, waiting.
Of Warlords and Pleasures: Gabool the Wild
It was made of polished cherrywood, rich dark red and smooth, and just about the height of his lower stomach treerose passed by him holding the pastie, and noticed rufe staring at the table. "that's an old, old table, rufe.
The Girlhood Dream: Mayor Mare vs OC
That saliva-soaked mouth opened, and her thick lips closed around the pasty, her soaked oral muscle dragging along it. she used her broad, sopping wet tongue to rub up and down along her pasty like a paintbrush.
LSH 8: Hatchlings and Heroes
I have some pasties that need to be eaten, if you want." "well aren't you a gentle-drake? thanks!" she exclaimed and began pulling out her books from the many pouches attached to her harness. "eh, don't thank me yet."