Pumping Hot Steel
The doberman took his cock with further grunts into the sweat-soiled gag that filled his muzzle and slowly grew more and more saturated with the doberman's drooling spittle.
Mutually Assured Destruction
He turned to face the rabbit, a line of spittle still hanging off one side of his mouth as he held up a hand. "uh... hi, boss." "pablo?" roger looked from the shark, to al, stymied. al stood up.
The Birds, The Falls, and The Feline Conversion
Coming down from his blissful high, the leopard felt the cool air of the falls where the bird had left his backside covered in spittle. it felt cold in a way that made the cat uncomfortable, like something was missing.
A Wolf in Sheep's Scrotum
A thin, clear mixture of spittle and pre cum drooled from her lips as she slobbered, "touch me. please. touch me. i need to feel you." kurt reached round her.
Volt Switch
"'cause you like it when you're the bitch," his father leaned down to his face, just close enough so he could feel the hot breath roasting his lips, spittle catching him on the cheek.
Ragefire Captive - Chapter 1 - LFG
Taking a moment to gather it, she spat a glob of bloody spittle at the leonine orc's face; it fell short, tinting his robe a deeper red where it landed.
Burden of the Curse
Danek coughed and heaved, desperately wanting to throw up another male's load, but he could only get up spittle of the white gooey paste.
Rest, Rut, Repeat
Its jowls flapped and spittle flew, yet it was only bluster. cj being a bear herself could hear it in the tone. the ursaring was tired, annoyed at being awoken, and did not necessarily want blood.
Tents and Tails
The thin strand of spittle that connected the two vanished inside their mass when she pressed her mouth to him again, round tongue tracing the innards of his cheek and over his teeth.
A Dragon Ranch Teaser
spittle was collected in the corners of her mouth. hot breath washed over kyle's face. it felt like opening a warm oven and leaning in to check on dinner.
Remembrance
One of the drones steps over me, dark compound eyes staring placidly as it lowers its mandibles towards my mouth, clicking and oozing a thick dark spittle that smells of battery acid and licorice.
Seven-Tails, Chapter 5
In my fantasy, rivlets of spittle ran across my member, and turned it stark crimson, smooth, and shining. _"delicious..."_ his thoughts echoed, as his tongue lapped at my rear. _"do not fight... feed me... feed the change...