The Firbolg and his Cocksleeve (Commission)
Raindrops and hurried footsteps rattled the wooden walkways as glimmer and her firbolg friend, brutus, raced through under cover of darkness.
Luncheons & Dragons - Book 1 - Chapter 1 (Stuffing, F)
Her server was a well-dressed ten-foot-tall firbolg with a pale blue complexion. he unloaded dinner from a cart onto the table; there was a covered dish, silverware, a silver goblet, and a gravy boat.
Into the Woods
The firbolg grinned wildly and moved in, holding roland's legs as he pressed his cock against blake's massive mino-dick.
Cleric and Mercenary 2
Garret finished his second plate after it was brought out by a firbolg woman. she was very giddy that both men had enjoyed her food. she talked quickly and non stop about the food and how happy she was they loved it.
Deep of Winter
She might have been bruised and battered, and may have had to make... arrangements... with the firbolg to get through, but when the pale snowy sky of winterspring stared down at her, she realized that she had finally made it!
A Forest of Denial
Alec looked out the corner of his eyes and saw that their three 'viewers' were stroking themselves; the firbolg and the minotaur making out on the stairs as they did it; the other satyr standing with an approving grin, his cock rock hard again despite already