The Temp
Smiled twist, as he rubbed his sore and wet pleasured tail hole. "that was amazing! you was amazing!" "you sure did! you was amazing too, your tight tail hole gave me one of my biggest climaxes ever!"
Chapter III: You Can't Always Get What You Want
He's fine, ashleigh, just a little sore. tomorrow you'll wish he was still bedridden."
Burdens - Chapter 106: Grating
His body was sore, much more so than it had ever been in the past, especially that of his rear. he ached and could hardly move, so it confirmed that something did happen.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 10
He also realized, that his stomach felt quite full, and his bottom felt a little bit sore. "uh-oh" scott thought, "had she fed him and put a suppository in him?"
Draco's Transformation
It took a great effort, as his entire body was throbbing with a dull, resonating soreness. it felt reminiscent of some infuriating combination of the burn that comes after an intense workout, and the soreness of a pulled muscle.
Beast of Burden
I was passed to a narrow eyed little man who pulled too hard and left a sore around my neck where the rope burned. brown-ears was gone, leaving me with one friend, grey-hide. we never saw brown-ears again.
Journey of the Chosen Chapter Two
Dawn gasped as she rubbed her sore backside for a few moments before saying, "she's going to take some getting used to. she likes me just fine, but doesn't like to be touched i guess."
Burdens - Chapter 10: Sanguine
He got up, feeling slightly sore. maybe he really was coming down with something, he thought. he hobbled over to the wolf to see how much of the homework he had managed to get through. to his surprise, it was nearly complete.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Seven
Walking alone now, rye slowed his pace to compensate for the soreness he still felt. he was grateful that there was no school tomorrow; otherwise this late night trip would be a terrible idea.
Shut The Full Cup
He didn't care how he knew those things - he was much too tired and sore. sleep for now, and maybe he could worry about it in the morning.
Massage
Chiro, in the mean time, sighed in pleasure as his sore feet were worked on.
POEM: Sunshine And Stychnine
Golden eyes have turned grey too weak now to run and play still somehow you eat the pain up you rise, struggle, strain medicine, therapy, routine won't make you like a teen your back claws drag the floor scraping till they're bloody and sore