Tales from the Foxhole: Chapter 9
Grabbing lance's hand, adam rubbed it gently as he focused on the bison's lips against his.
Collection 6
The big shaggy bison groaned explosively... as his arching erection jerked, painting drax's ball less crotch with the bison's potent spoo.
Medizintänzer
Der wind ließ den pelz des bisons und die federn wirbeln und wehen, und in den augen des bisons sah sie, dass er nun sein recht einfordern wollte.
On the island
The big bison had been worried about getting hit by it... that is until the dhole had stepped between the tree and his backside.
Tales from the Foxhole: Chapter 7
The bison nodded with a soft smile. "i'll see you then!
Afternoon At the Hot Springs
The bison leaned down for his muzzle to meet toby's, and the otter receptively arched upward and opened his mouth to lock his lips with eli's--the bison's broad, soft chops met the otter's small, plump pair, and saliva flowed freely between them.
Tales from the Foxhole: Chapter 2
Not really focusing on the fact that the bison forgot his name, adam chuckled, and he extended his hand. "a shy bison hunk? oh, i thought i would never see the day," adam thought to himself.
Tales from the Foxhole- Chapter 2
Not really focusing on the fact that the bison forgot his name, adam chuckled, and he extended his hand. "a shy bison hunk? oh, i thought i would never see the day," adam thought to himself.
Sauna Snipping
Eagerly, the tim, took the large bison balls in his hands, each one easily filling one of his palms. while perfectly proportioned for a big bison, they seemed overwhelmingly large to the middling sized feline.
Tales from the Foxhole: Chapter 6
Adam could sneak peaks at the bison's massive chest every so often as lance shifted above him, and it was a sight to behold.
Spells & Sketches
All of a sudden the bison's reluctance to hand over his notebook made even more sense.
Five Stories for Bar Night—Pt. 5
The bison begged. caleb thrust again...and again..and then shoved his hips hard against amos's rump in one final collision, stuffing his knot as deep as he could in the warm, slick, clenching confines of the bison's ass while he threw his head back.