Vix's Valentines day
Vix wriggled his hips about and bit his lower lip as wushi caressed up and down along the glistening folds. "exactly." wushi drawled and kneaded against the curved hips before giving a roll forward.
The present
wushi had playfully pushed him up to bed with playful comments about getting to bed before santa came.
Kung fu wrestling
His body was caked in dry blood,from the result of the wushi thinger hold. gash and cuts were all over his body,but he still looked at tigress with hated and defiant in his eyes,as did tigress. " this ends know ."
Brothers in Charity
“good morning, fushi wushi. are you ready for another bout of choke-the-weasel? i know i suggested you liked fat chicks, but even i didn't think you were that perverted."
Good Time Pt. 2
“so no schmoopsy-poos or wuvvy-muvvy-mushy-wushy's?" bridget shook her head with an exaggerated gag. “pardon me but hell no." the raccoon got to laughing so much she had to consciously force one eye open to keep driving. “oh that was funny."