Acting In Nature
The pleasured growl from the wolfhound just made her wag her tail more fanning her musky heat scent into the air.
Typical all-American girl
"knows the kind of girl you are," the wolfhound finished. it was a very matter-of-fact statement.
Dating Out. Chapter Seven.
“just stay in bed, maxie…” corey muttered, and the irish wolfhound chuckled at that as he continued to stroke and pet the feline snuggling next to him.
Dating Out. Chapter Two.
The wolfhound said before taking a seat across from him. corey wasn't sure what he was getting at until he felt one of maxwell's long legs brush against his as the wolfhound pushed himself into the table.
Dating Out. Chapter Five.
Corey tail tip tickled the underside of maxwell's chin as the irish wolfhound growled deeply at his words.
Dating Out. Chapter Three.
The irish wolfhound nipped at his ear, missing by a whisker. "i just want to..." "ahem." rex spoke up making the wolfhound freeze as corey jumped. "if you are going to fuck my coworker, can you at least use the restroom like everyone else does...?"
Dating Out. Chapter Four.
The irish wolfhound just lost in the lust, looking at the feline with misty eyes and a crooked smile as he panted happily in the moment. maxwell nosed down.
Dating Out. Chapter Six.
Corey asked and the irish wolfhound just smiled as he rested back. "nothing, my dear sweet kitten. just me thinking out loud."
Catholic Bitch: Cathouse for Dogs
_ the wolfhound was _huge_. meaghan's eyes popped open as his fat cock speared right into her puffed-up spade, spreading her wide until the bony tip smashed into her tight, pelvic hole.
Why Not A Dog? [Commission]
As she began to gulp down the stream of warm doggy-spunk she could hear the wolfhound happily panting above her.
Roll Away Your Stone
Ruth inhaled slowly, turning his head to watch jacob; the wolfhound's ear was swiveled towards him. his mother and jacob both had never forced him to go to church, and he was certain that the wolfhound was aware of that.
Shower Repair
The clip shot towards him, and coiled around his balls and penis, making the wolfhound whine and struggle, sending obscene ripples across his bloated skin.