Strangers After All: Part V

I wrinkled my nose at it, the steam creeping up the bottom of the mirror and hiding it from sight. i yanked off my briefs, hung my towel over the shower door, then stuck my hand into the jet of water to make sure it wasn't to hot.

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Nogged [Commission]

The other paw came in to angle him upwards, tongue now flicking, dancing around his head, sleek foreskin bunched together into a wrinkled overlap.

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Going The Distance [Sketch]

The first few dribbles dripped down along the underside of his barely-revealed shaft, trickling down along the wrinkled lip of his sheath and dropping down from there; but then as he went on longer it strengthened more, first spraying loosely out to one side

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Birthday Presents

The feeling of wrinkled flesh and rhythmic twitching brought me close to the edge, making me pause midway. finally, i bottomed out as my tip nestled into her cervix.

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Keep Your Friends Close

The only negative thought the duo of friends even shared was that rude wrinkly cat from the clothing store, his furrowed brow and temper was a good goal of what they never wanted to become in old age.

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Within The Cave

Jason rubbed his nose a little and wrinkled it at the sticky berries that clung against his lips. he flicked his tongue out before sprawling out right next to his younger friend.

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One rainy day

She wrinkled her nose and laughed, embarrassed at the vanity. her husband was long gone and who would care to mate her now?

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"Indulging The Feeling" - Story by Kaz

He lapped at it a few times, feeling the wrinkled flesh part around his tongue.

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Follow the Leader

Lefty tugged up ever so slightly in that fuzzy pouch, exaggerating its wrinkles, before drooping back down just as righty pulled up.

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Master Splinter's Stable: ACT I

Inside that soft purple-red robe hides the rat's aged sheath, covered in wrinkled fur that resembles the face of a french bulldog. a bludgeon pokes free from the wrinkled shaft. as thick as an energy drink, making up for his average length.

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Under The Otter's Tail

The potent scent caused him to wrinkle his nose a little in reaction. jocelyn started to push his muzzle away from the offending pillows, just to have the horse push him back down.

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