The Stroke
Jon purred, he liked it right there getting stroked. jon arched his back as he felt jango suddenly start to lick at his tailhole. jon let out a light moan, the invasive tongue rimming away at him.
Heat Stroke.
------------------------------------------- heat stroke, by dragonmasterx.
Slow Strokes
He wrapped his fingers around his penis and closed his eyes, giving himself a gentle stroke. the crowd gasped.
Different Strokes
That's it, show me how much you like me fucking your ass, treating you real nice." said richard huskily as he feverishly stroked tory's throbbing meat, the way tory shook was evidence he was about to cum.
A Stroke of Luck
"It's such a lovely day outside! We're so lucky to have been put on scavenger duty, don't you think?" said a cheerful red-scaled kobold as he walked through the tranquil forest. "Yea. Lucky. How wonderful." The incredibly unenthusiastic black-scaled...
Sunset Strokes
Sunset strokes was said to be one of the better establishments in the city, and saul had heard that they cater to gay clientele, hiring nothing but men and allowing 'happy endings.' of course, it wasn't sunset strokes that was the problem.
Stroke of the Brush
Adding a few more strokes, he stopped and crossed his arms, giving a smile at his finished work. "i hope delories likes this. it was a pain to do."
Bore & Stroke
"you did a good job, boy," he grunted as he gave his still swollen cock a squeeze and a stroke. the whole thing was coated with white slime and dripping onto his office floor. "if you pass this next test, you're mine."
2 Strokes
2stroke.txt - m/m/m, rape, wolves/minotaur - 11/05/98 2 strokes - for cinnamon by swamprat (cl) 1998 gay furry association ralg tied the 2 males together, back to back, tails entwined and out of the way. "what..
The Artist's Stroke
Nadie's eyes were hooded in half pleasure, half concentration as he bobbed on the doberman's cock, his own hips twitching as the otter's paws stroked his modest length.
Stroke. No cum.
stroke. no cum. "keep stroking sweetheart... keep stroking..." daddy's hands are wrapped around my chest, and i can feel their weight as i breath deeply of his natural scent. the room is gone, melted away from my senses.
Stroked Awake
It was foolish to agree so readily, but joan began stroking his member against as she felt thick, heavy veins upon the underside throbbing anew.