Part I - The Appetizer
The black and white wolf's long tongue slid over the fur there, taking every last bit of pooled sweat, taste buds singing with the flavor.
A Night with a Goddess
“your sweat tastes so good, tesh." i looked down, amazed at how she now seemed to worship me, this goddess. her nares flared as she took in another scent.
Good to be Queen: Surprise
Letting the slut savour every salty-sweet inch of her druggy dick, lapping up her cum and cock sweat, tasting the blissies and chanseys she had dominated earlier until hot gooey cum was pouring dowen his throat.
Dragon's Harem-New Addition
I want to taste them, taste the sweat, taste the musk of your feet, where all the flavor gets trapped." the dragon remained silent for nearly a minute, making jake think that it had been a bad idea to ask.
The Golden Age: Chapter 3
I pushed my nose into his armpits, sniffing each in turn and licking them clean, his salty sweat tasting wonderful on my sensitive tongue.
The Model - Chapter Twenty Three
I closed my eyes as i worked my way up and down, licking the sweat tasting pre from the tip. kurt's motions were getting more frantic and i could feel myself getting to the point of wanting to cum.
Goddess of the Sea Ch1
The thought made her subconsciously lick her lips at the memory of the first time she'd tasted one of those delicious orbs, but instead of the sweat taste of a berry and its juices she tasted salt water instead; nearly making her blanch and in doing so nearly
The Dragoness's Morning
Each kiss was followed by a gentle lapping along his digits, taking in the morning bed-sweat taste as well as everything else that clung to her roommate’s soles. well, roommate was one way of putting it. unofficial owner was a little more accurate.
A Windfall of Fine Feet
The sweat-taste was thick and strong, but it was rapidly fading, replaced by the long-embedded musk that came from hard-working feet.
Part 1
The sweat tasted better than anything to previously have entered his muzzle, his ears perking in delight. jude felt the tongue lap his nut sac passionately as he thrusted naturally towards the muzzle that soothed his balls.
Otterly Stuffed
Coach marino bent over, his thick bovine tongue running across the side of the panting and grunting otter's muzzle as he relished the sweat taste of insatiable new whore.
The Model - Chapter Twenty Nine
The sweat taste confirmed it was pre. kurt closed his eyes as i gripped his dick at the base and worked my muzzle up and down.