Surviving Summer Pt. 4
Lamplights slowly slid overhead as the feline shuffled down a long side street. As his rear churned every few moments around its load, the butt plug grinding strangely against his muscles, and as dirt crackled lightly in his fur, sanding off in a light...
Dear Diary: Learning A Lesson
Let's see how far his resolve could go if i carried on tickling his sack with my tail's whips and butt-brushes, and how far this slut mentality could last in him until he could have to cum without his paws, another male using his throat to their heart's content