A Matter of Pride (Commission)
He was pretty much my personal sweat rag back in college. he ate my pits, gargled my nuts, sucked on my ass, the whole nine yards. and he loved every fuckin' second of it, too. that alpha persona he's got goin' on is just a front.
Balls In His Court [Trade]
Loser has to serve as the team’s sweat rag for a week…_ his first day had, of course, been fraught with the expected anxiety and nervousness that came with such a thing.
Morning Paper
Alistair would provide a warm recommendation to tyler's future employers, tactfully leaving out the evenings spent using the feline's tongue as a sweat rag.
Mikey and Carla! A Stinky Family Reunion Awaits!
Hope you don't mind being a sweat rag for my butt as well." he said. carla groaned upon hearing this. \*how could this possibly get worse?\* she thought to herself. her answer soon came in the form of a fishy, bubbly fart into her nose. "mmmmmph!"
Scent of Domination - Part 3 [Commission]
I love it when he calls me his little cockslut, cumwhore, sissy, girl, sweat rag with ears, bitch, furry fleshlight... i love them all!"
After Gym
Like a good sweat-rag." erin grunted. bulky thighs were clung onto by the thin leggings, showing every tight, ridiculously bulky groove of thick muscle that bulged out the material. "fuuuuck."
Body Pillow [PWYW]
Today, as usual, she had opted to use him as her sweat rag after her workout instead of hitting the shower, and then had strolled out still in the same stained clothing with him trailing behind, legs shaky, head swimming, nose still burning with the spice
Between A Cock And A Hard Place
Bringing his pace down to a walk, the deer took a long swig from his water bottle and wiped at the back of his neck with a sweat rag. tossing the rag over his shoulder, he slowed himself to a stop, pressing the button to deactivate the machine.
Master's Toy
"you also make for a great cum and sweat rag." i shivered as master used my precious tails like a paper towel to clean his sticky schlong, and while i couldn't wag the tails in his grip, the rest swished from side to side all the more ardently.
Chaotic morning
_what kind of world was i born into where my brother treats me like some sort of sweat rag and his boyfriend treats me like a brother should?
Werehorse Part 2
I don't care about his name, he's just gonna be my sweat rag for now. once inside, i find the horse, fully erect and having his cock slap against his belly. the... the stallion was getting of on me fucking a mare.
Threats of a Good Time and Bad End
I could grab you with my other hand and use you like a sweat rag. you'd have no hope of actually \cleaning\ me. i'd simply be marking you as property.