Surviving the Night (Preview)
His musky scent worsened as he bared his lower half, and his fur reeked of sweat and grime.
A Present
The fridge was left open, his laptop was on the ground next to him, covered in shit and grime and grease, the bedroom impassable, the husky smirked softly, closing the door behind him and locking it.
Safe System pt.2
It smelled just as floral, and bit delighted as he scrubbed away the grime on his body. it was easy enough to wash most of his body and face, though standing from the chair made his joints protest as first.
Pool Party (Prior) - Clean Up
She then looked at her finger, noting the layer of grime on it before she wiped it off on ray's jeans. "so how's it looking up there?" "so clean you could almost eat off of it," he chuckled out.
Olfactophilia Chapter 2: Part 21 - Beginning's End
I feel the dirt, the grime, and all the remnants of today's sexual exploits that clung to my body disperse into the water.
Silhouette of a Dream Chapter I
The fox vigorously rubbed his arms and legs, wiping away the dirt and grime that accumulated over several months of travel, as well as several shades of tan with it.
Dog Gone (5)
Tossed my towel up on the rack and pulled the curtain back to wash away today's grime and sweat...and i nearly jumped out of my skin as the dog stood in front of me.
Western Hearts: Part One
Pumping the water into the basin she carefully walked back into the house and into her bathing room, she then rinsed her face allowing the grime from the previous days work to be cleaned, she then took a bar of soap from where the basin was and rinsed her
Hell of a Commute
Sweat, musk, and the grime of a long day permeated the older cab. marcus huffed as he sat down, re-adjusting himself. his equine cock plumped out and began to lengthen down his leg.
Leech and the Pig
Bit by bit, the abundance of sweat and light grime from the day was being cleaned away. all the while, he could feel the balls’ weight, how they were churning with so many loads that were begging to be fired off.
Called to Clean a Warthog
Pumbaa was humping so hard that his fat balls were slapping against iggy's chin, smearing the grime that still persisted there and flinging beads of sweat that marked the boston terrier's face even more.
Alone in the Locker-room
The room always had a bit of a dull, deteriorating look to it and no matter how much they cleaned it, the odor of years upon years of sweat and grime had so permeated the walls and surfaces that it was impossible to rid the place of it.