Size Isn't Everything But It Makes A Difference
At last the stallion stood wearing only his jock strap and the mouse crawled forward, gripping the band and pressing his nose firmly to it, breathing in the aromatic scent of virile horse.
The Hunt Continues...
The other two girls had strung together several wild red hibiscuses into bands, and wore them proudly around their necks like silky, aromatic jewelry.
If you can't stand the heat...
The tod paused momentarily at the kitchen's threshold to sniff at the heavy, aromatic scents of the dinner aralynn was cooking, his muzzle pulled back once more in a soft, if somewhat lewd smile, as he felt his groin tighten and his sheath twitch with arousal
Between Takes
One might at first have thought the smell musky, so fully feminine as to be intimate, but that was marred by a stench so full and aromatic that it became pungent. however, baruti gave no comment.
Bred Princess
She wore his mark like a fine, aromatic oil. but there was no time to relax in that warmth.
Returning the Journal
But as soon as your lips lock onto the award, you are rewarded with a strong and aromatic flavor. it is precum, soon to be cum, but it is sweet and salty and yet not overwhelming. the mix of flavors is unequivocal and without counterpart.
Watch Your Step
Base massage oil, several rich aromatic scents, and then just a few drops of the catalyst. the one responsible for the delights of sensation which he was about to be put through.
A Hard Day's Work
The aromatic bouquet aroused his senses as he was caught off guard only momentarily. his office reeked of sex and sweat, festering in the confines of two bodies' reaching their peeks, both sexually and physically.
The Scarlet Inn
Her tail swished as their attention turned to the fire where aromatic smells came from. the lingering light faded as darkness enveloped the forest.
Thunderstorm
Roko could still smell the slow-roasted gyro, as if the aromatic meat had somehow followed him home. he stood up, untied his small black apron, and tossed it into the hamper in the laundry room.
Asriel's Life of Fiction and Reality
Oddly enough, i started this with the idea of a rule 34 story with asriel, but it warped into a sort of odd expression of aromatic aegosexuality. very weird thing.
All I want for Hearth's Warming
And let out a short burst of highly aromatic urine, laden with her pheromones. in spite of the cold, i couldn't resist such a blatant invitation and moved behind her and fished my rapidly stiffening erection from within the tight confines of my trousers.