Fur one and fur all! (Part 10)
If this is all they'll provide, i won't give them the pleasure of going insane. this room could use a little decor, i thought, smiling as i dig my claws into the sticky surface of the paint.
The Secret Dance of Two Male Cetaceans
Dive from prying shark eyes the black still depths echo our canal cries our held lungs burn with pleasure baited breaths and hold this moment, risk even our deaths and there we shall dance to the end of time always, forever, your heartbeats with mine.
Sweet Words
Whisper them in my ear, word of sweet nectar and honey tell me so that i may rehearse my response a thousand times more thoughts of strong ancient emotions wash over me tell me because you know my response i love you just as much as you do me i will take pleasure
Poem #52: Chaos
_chaos_ butterflies are floating in the dust cringing away from all the pain lying in the dark and lust now all the pleasure must remain sometimes waiting is unfair sleeping in with rocks and hell fires swallowing all the air all purposes in
Forlorn
Love, lust, or simply pleasure. as the hours tick by ever so slow. i can't help but wonder where i will go. certainly forward, never looking back. but thoughts soon cease as i fade to black. dark shadows cast and demons creep.
the lonly shapeshifter short story
I always have had sluts love my big cocks.but i have never felt love.now i never have ever felt love or being with one fur for a long time.all i have felt is the pleasure of yiff,vore,or other kinks.so in a sense i don't know if it's bad to be tenically
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 48
Was it because there was something wrong with his ears, or were they too awestruck, too enraptured, to give voice to their pleasure?
Night thoughts - 29. - Y not
"purpose, pleasure, & pity are all one-of-a-kind... their big differences are mainly found in ones-own-mind...
love bird
I shall never to have been given such a gift of pleasur eto stare at body of pure bronze mixed with a delcate beauty to it just like a delacate rose.
The Promise of Fire
Anger, joy, and righteous pleasure, wonder too, in equal measure. burning tracks into my brain, the ever-present call of fire. harder than ever to restrain the urge to submit to dark desire.
A Very shiny Christmas
Mesmerized by her soaked tits, she started caressing them as little bits of pleasure shot through her skin with every little touch.
Day of Reckoning
_if the old man appreciated this small observation, the daughter gave me a dirty look that i took perverse pleasure in ignoring._ "well, it's not like we have something to hide; right, gill?" "no, not at all." she hastened to respond.