Captured...
That long narrow equine head slammed back harder against the table top... making the big zebracorn see stars for a moment.
Inches for Charity
The panther was at his breaking point; he had already dug his claws into the table top and squatted his bodybuilder ass as his last thrusts neared.
Forbidden Affairs - Kitchen Heat
The bunny collapsed onto the table top, her arms sprawling out and pushing vegetables and the knife off the side. the panther removed his hands from the clothing of the now heavily breathing maid and took a step backwards.
Salty is Good
Malcolm pushes the table top back down and gathers up the two empty plates and took them to the sink. as he comes back over, he takes the rest of the wine and divides it between the two glasses.
As So, Malena's Story Goes...
Then, with a quake of their water glasses, malena heaved herself up onto the table top.
I'll Have what He's Having
As you glance as his face he gives you a disarming smile, showing off his pearly fangs for the briefest of moments before he slides the book off the table top and tucks it in a shoulder bag at his side.
Around the world 4
Vander asked softly, as he heard sucking noises coming up through the table top. "i... i'm sure i... i don't know what you mean."
Benny's Yiff Tube Premier...
Benny's thick fingernails digging into the padding on the tables top, while his blunt muzzle reddened. "nope..." he whispered breathlessly, slimy pig pre-cum drool down the side of that medical table.
It came from the pond.
The frog who hid under the table top climbs onto her leg, the frog starts to melt into her, turning her into a large anthro frog monster.
Carried away with summer.
Her body writhing in her table-top dance, the marble woman looked down amusedly at her favoured patron as he asked, "but isn't that body paint problematic to put on? i mean... making your whole body white..."
New Vet in Town
Cameron grunted letting his head sag back to the table top. "ahhhhh very good." the slender vet purred sounding cool and professional. as he picked up the silver scalpel, palming the blade in case the stallion looked back.
Fat Moose #2
Was playing softly from a nearby table top cd player. "whatcha got for me arthur?" the big friendly looking moose asked. "do you have my payment?" the gray squirrel asked plainly.