Initiation
There was a pair there already fighting, a black haired man similar to vilkas and a woman with fiery red locks and green face paint. the man had a large two-handed sword and the woman was using a sword and shield.
Playful Rebellion
The darker red feathers on her head were fashioned up into almost punk style spikes, she had added some white face paint to the black over her face, leaving the yellow of her chin au naturel.
Poke Paradise: Kaito 3
Fernando rips his cock out of kaito's mouth and roars as he erupts his copious buckets of cum onto kaito's face, painting him within a couple of spurts. he covers the ursaring's face in several layers of sticky seed. fernando: not bad, bitch.
Hitting the Big Time - Commission for anubiis_werewolf
They wore masks of her face, t-shirts with her likeness, green dye in their hair, and face paint that resembled her own. these were the people she played for. these were the people who loved her. these were the people she deserved.
Magikooped
Bowser opened his mouth, trying to catch as much as he could before having his whole face painted white by the magikoopa’s cum. “hah… hah… thank you master~” bowser thanked kemak.
Whipping Boy
While the rat held just below the medial ring of his dappled shaft and sniggered at his early orgasm, his crown flared wide and throbbed a couple of times before unleashing his own torrent of equine cum leveled at theo's face, painting his forehead and muzzle
Space Skunk Adventures!
She kicked off gently, her tail and hair billowing behind her, as she floated in the dim lapis hued room, drifting past bodies, lit with orange glowing and face paints, her own stripes luminescing slightly. she flicked her tail, and propelled herself towards
That Day, the Rain Poured Down in Torrents-1
“um, you have paint on your face.” “paint? oh no!” realizing it too late, i quickly checked my reflection in the mirror. a large splash of paint had landed on the right side of my face. frantically, i washed my hands and wiped my face clean.
vii. Escape (6~15~07)
The two vixens then looked at each other in silence for a moment, murasaki's face painted with concern, ayumi's with a chaos of indescribable feelings. then, murasaki softly asked, "how are you?"
A Fox's Descent 6
They stared ahead, digital smiles and blank faces painted on their heads, waiting for orders. and blake knew, that was what loomed ahead for him. he stared into the visor, unable to look away, unable to keep from swallowing.
An Atrocity Answered
His face was decorated with forest camo face paint and there was a tear in his olive green beret. the flashes of explosions and the sounds of gunfire came over the holographic link.
High Tide
Pants falling to the ground for you, so there was something thoroughly amusing to julian about setting a record for greeting-to-gulping with this passing otter that clearly didn't recognize him (to be fair, many people didn't, without the attire and face paint