Dominance
The rough purple tongue darted out against the velvet furred slit, and another soft caterwaul ensued. the taste wasn't unpleasant, but the reactions of her sister were even more interesting.
A Buck Learns His Place - Chapter One -
"i trust you got the vet to give you the shed velvet?"
Helen of Hathor
As he stood in front of the red velvet curtains that made up the entrance to the cow print tent, sam shifted his weight back and forth and kicked the ground with his boots .
Who cleans the toilets in Rivendel?
My fur is softer than a shire horse's, wonderfully velvet to the touch, meaning human's don't need to worry about carpet burns during a good hard fuck.
Greeny Blue
Smooth with a hint of velvet, ottery and dragony indeed.
Only a Moment
With fur like shiny black velvet, and wide, innocent eyes as pale as the moon, the naked young doe was quite a sight to behold. she admired herself in the mirror, humming softly.
Chapter 16 - Corruption
She wore a voluptuous, black velvet dress with a split down the side for one of her perfect legs to drop out from. "trapped... and alone... i don't know why you came here..."
Tya's Family Fun - And Things Keep Getting Better
"i told you i wanted to fuck you dear little sister," ryan growled lustfully as his length pushed further into my tight velvet walls. "oh god, you're so incredibly tight!"
Snow Bunny - Ch. 9
I squeak in surprise as i feel his warm, velvet lips against my hole, and then his tongue, wet and hot, slides over the puckered muscle, and _ohmygod_ i've never felt anything like it.
Strip Clubs and Stress...(Trade)
Macchi started to go down on her, her mouth felt like velvet silk to her. it felt intense, almost too intense, but she stifled any possible moan she was going to make by tending to macchi's pussy.
Kaitreena Gjeorjhe
The velvet boots were formfitting over her long feet, with duralin soles. like all of her species she stood up on her toes, leaning back into the thick pads of the balls of her feet.
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 1
She was never far from dairmid, and his complaints of hunger always drew her back to him, so he could once more bury his nose in the velvet dark between her thighs.