The Never-Ending Path
of Samantha Saranow 2 -- Racing Horses
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Samantha Saranow hit
the ground running. She focused on mid-foot strikes. She was used
to running in shoes, so the motion felt awkward and artificial, but
she knew that this was actually better for her bare feet. Hitting
with her heel could make her break an ankle. More important than
that, a mid-foot strike meant that she was running more quietly. As
long as she didn't hit a twig.
It was bad for her
fo
Racing Horses
By: TwrchTwryth
Favorited: 8 years ago
[WARNING:
COCK VORE]You wipe the sweat flowing above your brow to take
a look at the scoreboard. It had switched to an equal 40-40, bringing
it all down to the wire. The outcome of this last serve would decide
your fate, for better or worse. At the other side of the tennis court
was your opponent, who was unable to hide her growing anxiety under
her usual smug expression. She was an absurd hourglass of flesh, with
swollen tits the size of exercise balls hanging off her chest and a
gargantuan ass
The Court is in Your Balls
By: schnozzberrins
Favorited: 8 years ago
