Underneath
In the brief moment that it was held up, the stench of unwashed avian flooded out from under it, the smell of musk and cum and sweat from countless times of getting himself off in such a manner flooding out into the room.
his Master's Voice (2)
There were a few articles of clothing lying around, some mail stacked on the kitchen counter, and unwashed dishes in the sink. it wasn't really that much like him to do so, but he'd been very tired each evening lately.
The Black Goddess, Chapter 2
I could smell his musk from afar, unwashed and bestial. "get used to seein' this, this is all you're gonna see until we're tired of you."
Dealing with Bullies
I loved the salty unwashed flavour of his thick meat as he pushed it down my throat, sneaking my tongue in under his foreskin in what would feel like an accident to him.
2017-05-20 - False Accusations
She tasted blood and unwashed flesh and the coppery salt of preseminal fluid. it coated her throat, gagging her as much as the male member that plugged it. yet, behind, the burning became another type of burning.
Fenneko's Routine
She'd eaten naked, her thighs still damp, her left hand unwashed and rich with the scent of pussy juice each time she raised her fork to her muzzle.
Relief
Resigning himself to a cum-soaked twilight of unwashed musk with no sense of time, he thought he could at least enjoy himself. wrong. axel's left hand, while up to the task of stroking him off, felt wrong.
Drake and Smokeys fun
And it was sooo deep, the charizard had some very sexy sounding burps~ soon the whole board was filling up, almost all the properties were owned and smokey seemed too be having a run of bad luck, his vision went dark and the stench of unwashed dragon
"Hitchhiking Hassle" - Story by Kaz
Above those malodorous, unwashed nuts was a plump sheath, currently gorged with its owners cock.
Ram Jam - Chapter Three: Private Assistance
And with both of their unwashed bodies getting hotter in such an enclosed space, there was soon enough musk to actually begin leaving condensation on the walls and window.
Nipple Torture
Her white fur was grubby, forest-green hair a tousled, unwashed mess, but she held herself firm and tilted her chin up defiantly, large ears twitching. the miltank atrocity wouldn't turn her secrets from her lips, regardless of what she had in mind.
POV vore - you and a bear 5
Bears, it turn out, have a rank unwashed smell. you consider your options. there aren't many. maybe you could squirm out of the jacket, but then it'll just find some fleshy part of you to bite and start over. you can't outrun the thing.