Feathered Folly
The fingers rolled and rubbed, spreading the fingers lightly, starting to dimple in the soft flesh as he let out a groaning cry and the sound went higher up in pitch.
Becoming Daddy's Little Bitch.
He kneaded his fingers into her flesh as she began panting softly. he pulled his fingers from her slit once more, moving his finger tips down to her clit and rubbing it slowly in small circles.
Attending to the Beast God
, as the god slid his fingers inside.
Outfoxed
The fingers ran against her undercarriage, rubbing lightly until the finger tips just along her nipples, finding the pink little nubs with her finger tips before moira began to brush faster and harder.
Out Of Mother's Closet
The fingers moved higher and reached up to cup one of her breasts, the fingers squeezed lightly and ran along the tips of her nipple.
Riding on the Bus
The fingers suddenly found her sodden panties, fingers pressing up against her pantied crotch, 'mmmm!" she groaned out softly, a paw quickly covering her muzzle.
The Night of the Stallion
Nostrils flaring, a guttural snort erupts from my muzzle as his smooth polished finger circles, making my pucker twinge with unheard of sensitivity before his finger sinks into me.
Alien vs Predator: Insemination Ch. 1: Stay Frosty, Marine
As she bucked up against his finger, he brought the finger of his other hand down to pull the band of her panties off to the side.
Daycare Day Job
For now, my fingers will have to do...
After breakfast (Father/Son Incest Story)
He squeezed a dollop of it onto his fingers and smeared it against his father's pucker, making robert huff at the cold, goo-covered fingers as they slid over and dipped into his hole.
On the Bright Beach
Chris' arm caught me, and fingers caught my lips to keep me silent. i looked down. the fingers were dark brown, short furred, blunt clawed, and thin flaps of skin stretched from one to the next in aquatic webbing. those were chris' fingers.
Lazy Dragon Afternoon
His fingers started to pump smoothly, dragging delicately to build up the smooth wetness that allowed his fingers to glide more easily over his eagerness. _ _ “laurence?”