Locked chap 7
Champion's fall... The handsome black ram stepped out of the executive towers, at the Business Bay which consisted of twelve towers. These included residential, commercial and office towers loomed up around him. Ari had been sent to Dubai for the...
Fruit of His Labor [Sketch]
Okay, honestly, this one's been on my to-do list for quite a while - i fuckin love the look of pumped bootyholes, and you fucking bet that raul's gonna be the first boy of mine i toss through the gauntlet of that kind of thing!
Musk
"you fucking bet your ass i'm coming to bed." i rumble and take a few steps forward but head for his side of the bed, not mine.
Kinktober Day 9: Humiliation/Intercrural Sex
``f- fuck...'' ``bet mom would even let me keep going...
The Mind Control Conspiracy 6: Confused Desires
"you fucking bet he does." paul pulled him back, hard, and sean let him, allowing the pair of them to shift position.
Dylan's Revenge
Joe wasn't used to bottoming, as he would frequently win their sex bets. a furry paw wrapped around his aching member and began to stroke up and down. the wrap around paw job made the bitch shoot out some pre onto the bed sheets.
Chapter 11: The ugly chimera and the pack of wolves
"nah guys, they just want another fucking, bet they where in the back fucking each others' brains out."
Two subs...
Bet you couldn't satisfy anyone with your fucking, bet you had a short fuse going off at soon as you slipped inside. isn't that what you're old herd said... one shot... a one minute wonder who couldn't satisfy a mare."
Student Affairs Of the Hopelessly Elite
"you want to fucking bet?" the pulling motion quickened on clyde's end, which encouraged leonard to pick up the pace. between them heavy breaths met.
Chapter 8- Dante's Parents
Dante grinned, he wasn't really horny before, but kellan making sex bets got him in the mood a little, plus he knew we was better than kellan at this game, so getting his cock ridden while playing a video game sounded fun and hot.
Wolves' Legacy 3: Prologue
We won the fucking bet. and that left us to the last one; the fucking leader. he was struggling on his legs, clearly scared of what the three of us were capable of. yet, he was still trying to fight us.
FLESH FUR AND ALABASTER BONE : 001.0 : TARGUS GAUFF
"i should've made a fucking bet," he turned in the cot, pulling the black shawl with him as he sat at the edge. "no! targus, sit. stay!" he paid her no mind, looking now under the silk. "don't treat me like a dog.