Paw
PAW Prologue He shrugged worn shoulders as he roused himself to wakefulness. It was strangely dark and very cold around him. In addition, he felt a weird thing on his butt-he thought. He squirmed and yawned, unable to move at all-suddenly he...
Pawing.
I wanked alone to thoughts I barely could tell, my tail twiched, my heart skips a beat as I let myself go, as my paw goes slow, as I lean forward as my body is left there, numb. Solitude is crazy, crazy. Solitude is lazy, lazy. I look to my furred...
Dad's paws
The loud and unexpectedly intimidating sound of a middle-aged male lion's snoring echoed all around the ground floor of the large suburban house, shaking the small translucent crystals of the antique chandelier in the darkness of the late April night....
Heavy Paws
It was weird jerking off with your non-dominant hand, but that one was clearly out of commission due to tyler's dog-slobber. while at first it was hard to pick up a rhythm, i soon found a comfortable pace.
Paws-On Zoology
Two wolves tumbled and wrestled with one another. The gray one, a hefty beast, entirely shutting off the smaller red canids attempts to pin him. Meriza watched enthusiastically, crouched down behind a bush some distance away. Her camera was trained on...
The Rat and the Paw
“is that why you wrote yourself desperately masturbating while trying to find a woman or two to fuck?” “stop,” trist hissed. “i don’t know what you’re trying to do.”
Santa Paws
Santa Paws Written by Leo\_Todrius Excerpts Written by Gotommax Commissioned by Gotommax The howling winds ripped along at the high altitude, peppering the traveler with snow at the speeds of bullets. It was the worst storm the old man had seen...
Paw 3
Finally knotted with the doberman; when he made that juicy downy wolf ass so clean he could eat caviar out of it; when he gave so much milk from his aching cock that he was having painful dry orgasms to such an extent he never wanted to fuck something or masturbate
In the Lion's Paws
In the Lion’s Paws The smell of something cooking lured Ian from his sleep. The curtains were open, letting dim light of a rainy morning into the room. Now that it wasn’t dark, Ian could see the finely decorated room. Sparse of furniture, but every...
A Dog's Paw
You kept jerking off with your sheath, using it as an aid to stimulate your sensitive flesh. your left paw rolled your fat collie nuts around, lightly squeezing them and providing a solid base of pleasure to build from.
Paw and Tail
Barry wouldn’t have considered himself a runner. Or a jogger. Hardly even a walker, in fact, he hated exercise. Yet, he laced the shoes he’d gotten up nevertheless. He hated running, but he still grabbed his water bottle, his granola bar, and his...
Hal's paws
# Hal's paws The ground quaked with every mastodontically heavy step that the towering, or better yet, mountainous dragon, took: at well past six hundred feet tall after the latest burst of growth he'd experienced, Hal was...