Disassociation 2
Kret asks, her eyes fluttering as she feels kret's scales press up against her back, arms draping over her shoulders and scratching over her. her toes widen at that, and she sighs, leaning back into kret's touch. "oh, did you not think about it?"
Scratching the Itch
Suddenly, she made a noise, reaching to scratch along her inner thigh while i did my very best to bat her paw away. i growled at her into her rounded ear again, but she took no heed as i simultaneously moved to scratch her real itch.
48 Scratches
"48 scratches" he was alone... or at least he thought he was alone. but i had been assigned to follow him... and... kill him.
48 Scratches
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Scratching the Itch
~ **scratching the itch** kayla was growing irritated...again.
An Itch To Scratch
A poor mouse with an itch she just can't scratch but thankfully has a helpful neighbor to do that for her! an itch to scratch by charles e. terrell jr.
Scratching the Itch
Every now and then there was just this itch that had to be scratched. his mate provided plenty--and if ethan ever had a problem with his...well, more raunchy desires, he would've ignored them. but he was lucky.
Ecstasy in Scratching
The more he scratched on my dark coloured scales, the more my senses tingle like shocks of electricity.
Cerulean scratch story
Her fears were confirmed at the sight of a small scratch, a few drops of blood beading on the surface before trickling down. it wasn't too bad of a scratch, but for cerulean, this was life or death.
A Deep Itch to Scratch
It got him to sigh in bliss, like an itch that formed deep inside of him that he had no chance of reaching was finally getting scratched. now he was starting to feel more like his old self.
Scratches, Bruises and Kisses
Her claws scratched me inside and i whimpered. oh god why couldn't she trim her claws once in a while. she nibbled on my nipples, stroking and circling them with her rough tongue.
Starting from Scratch
**"starting from scratch"** by k.m. hirosaki ([[email protected]](%5c)) author's notes: this story and all characters are copyright © 2008 k.m.