Daughters at the Park
Alex nudged her again and pointed to the swing set, where a certain wedge-tailed eagle was peeking bashfully out from behind one of the supporting poles.
Bringing The Circus Home
This story is a continuation of Circus Hijinx. Commissioned once again by Anonymous. It's been almost a year since the situation in the first story, what can come of things now?
A Mad Party
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Orinxados stretched his arms up before dropping them behind his head. His tail swayed across the ground, dragging it. The sounds of stomachs growling were heard. Orin couldn't help...
Double Wedge
wedge to wedge the two lock maws, tongues tangling between them as they breathed into one another.
Daughters at the Park—NC
Alex nudged her again and pointed to the swing set, where a certain wedge-tailed eagle was peeking bashfully out from behind one of the supporting poles.
Anthropia: The Crimson Eye Chronicles 1
Came a voice from down below tatherus's eyes shot open and focused on a fairly large wedge tailed eagle indicating to a small camp fire where a leopardess sat cooking something on a flat stone, his wings flapping impatiently causing his standard issue recruit
That Dastardly Device
wedge felt something new come into the equation, something that squeezed the base of his tail and lifted it up.
Getting Your Monies Worth
He wedges his bare tip against her vent, and... looking around one last time... seeing that everyone seems to be watching the movie... he carefully wedges his haunches forward... easing in inch after thick inch of grey hemipene into her unprotected vent.
Spicing Things Up
Dozens of fertile draconic eggs were released as the tip wedged firmly against her cervix.
A Trainer's Tale - Chapter 6: Bent Spoons
The name's wedge! don't forget it! now, time to make you fear the great and powerful wedge, the future leader of team aqua! go kadabra!" wedge yelled even though the kadabra was right next to him "i keep telling you! my name is dean!"
Rewarded Patience
The tip wedged and came to a halt, her aching walls working around him, pulling and struggling against something that was thicker than any knot she was designed to take.
Rite of Passage
The black bird yanked harder with his beak and suddenly the foreclaws yanked backwards hard enough that the claws trailed against her stomach, she was wedged against his body, her tail was wedged against him.