Final Footstep
You were left gasping with the effort of simply massaging his toes, now that they completely covered your torso and his claws loomed over your face.
Her Temptation
The mouse panted, giggled, and moaned in a non-stop cycle as he looked down the length of his own body and indeed the torso of the powerful dragon upon whom he was rested.
Same Simian, Different Day
Allen's feet wrapped around the ape's round butt and he pulled him closer, gasping as his cock spasmed against the tight, muscular torso.
Magical Mask (Anthro Kitsune TFTG)
Her outfit shimmered and turned into a shrine maiden's robe, white on the torso and red on the bottom. this completes ross's transformation to a fox shrine maiden. ross wondered why the mask doesn't fit.
Davis's Dorm Room
Veemon's soft gasping and whimpering sound meant veemon's eyes were closed, the dragon-digimon pressing tighter against davis's bare torso. davis could feel it well now- each feature defined.
Samsara, Chapter One
His torso was covered in scratches and bite marks, courtesy of the feline cast of _three hotties 4_, leaving his skin as splintered and broken as the parking lot.
The dog and the horse
As his throat stretched out growing like the neck of the condom he had become, the stallion slumped against his massively cum bloated torso. it had almost rounded out now, the distinction between chest and belly swollen away.
Quadruple The Fun
The dragon turned around, finding his lower torso had changed. instead of a normal humanoid bottom, the eastern was decked out in a taur like body, two sets of massive green feet flailing around to try and keep their own still.
Godly Tryst...
Between them, anubis' cock had sprung free of his own sheath and was stroked in time with the nerves inside of his tailhole by the wolf's massive torso again and again.
Parking Mall
His shaft throbbed and leaked copiously with rivers of pre, trailed all over his lanky torso. each slurp was godsend and floating on cloud nine.
Samsara, Chapter Three
She raised her torso above him, hands on his shoulders, breasts swinging free. the smoke and light swirled around her. “i want your consent, little mouse.”
Dragonpet-Dragonriders: 4-4: The Morning's Dragon
The first shot of his seed splashed all the way up beroan's torso, landing halfway up the underside of his neck. several more blasts splashed across the dragon's torso, none with quite the reach of the first.