Going for the Gold
Flecks of spittle and drool drip down on the boy's neck, some dripping onto his face freezing there along with his tears as the man takes away not only his innocence but his dignity.
Foot Fetish Stream Story 3: Tom's Tempting Toes
spittle and little bits of sweat got rubbed all over the human's cheek before tom presented his other foot. "this one now. make sure you get between the toes real good." "and this'll clear the month's debt?"
Glorious Birthday
He used both paws to stroke as he sucked, squeezing it hard, using his spittle as lube when he didn't get enough pre-cum, most of which he was eagerly suckling down.
Getting Off Easy
"good dog..." he purred, stroking through my hair, and i was licking my lips clean from the mixture of spittle, pre, and cum. i stroked over my stomach, i felt full. too full.
Ork Master
The mighty ork drooled warm spittle, that quickly pooled and oozed into that wonderful musky sheath. he ground his lips to the leathery pouch's lips, almost kissing it.
How Ditto Are Born
He kneeled under the blows, coughing up spittle and coagulating blood. shrugging, i turned away from the sight and walked away- what my instructor does, or rather who he did, in his spare time was of no interest to me.
The Fulfilment of Desire
Now i am truly his prey as he wipes the errant spittle from his lips, savouring the taste of cat on his breath. he gives me a hearty slap through his hemi-spherical gut, signalling the start of my time inside him.
The Lyrken Beetles : Double Crossed
He didn't even want to think what made it, really, given the propensity of some beetles to make nests out of their spittle or other less savoury things.
Andrea Tames The Wolf
Andrea could hear every single bit of spittle hit the floor as the wolf made a spectacle of approaching her, taking his sweet time, assured that andrea would never escape now.
Absol-utely Bewitching
spittle flecked the corners of her mouth, her cheeks, and along the length of her jaw. occasionally her chin brushed upon the veiny length poking out from her groping tits, the warmth so unlike the creamy sensation nestled in her cleavage.
Arctic Embrace
The fluffy hairs were matted with the bear's spittle, she could feel the faint chill electrically against her anus. her fur had reached the point that she could shake it and she loosely reveled in the exhilarating feeling.
After Class
He was growling like some wild animal, spittle flying from his mouth as he drove home the last mile, ramming his cock in at a furious speed.