Max Musk
; dat ass musk."_ · musk ox with scent lines coming off them. _"take a shower; natural; **musky** ; stinky"_ · a japanese 'swirly' poop: " **gross!
The Scent of Musk
Her nostrils flared, collecting the smell of his musk on the murky scent filled air of the club. she turned sharply around the corner of the larger room into the hallway.
A Meeting with Musk
Warm musk invaded every sense the teen had, nose inhaling the musky rump as his tongue reached out to lather the sweaty hole in saliva. "that's it, lick little one," brohm groaned, getting more dominant, "worship daddy's ass!"
The Musk of a Mistress
Their nose inhaled its musky scent right before the skunk let out another ripe fart, both gagging in disgust as they inhaled it with an uncontrollable hunger. "you wanna lick it?" she asked the pair with a wink, the girls nodding in seeming confusion.
Musk on the Mind
His sweaty, musky paws. his eyes traced his sole, followed the curves of his arches.. watched his toes splay and curl. the musk had changed him.
Musk and Muscles
From start to finish after every set he performed his musk got more and more powerful.
A Good Day to Be a Mammal
_65 million years ago_ "I think this rain's just about finished," Drew said. The speaker was a small mammal on a stout branch halfway up a tree. He was hunkered down under an umbrella of leaves, waiting for the last drops of rain to fall. The tree...
Breeding the Musk-Addict
He was musk-drunk and barely responsive, struggling to string together the words in his plea for you to breed him raw. you flipped around him and ripped your underwear off, flinging it over onto the fox's still musk-drunk snout.
LnL: Dominant Musk
Lucas' musk... i can just taste the intimate sweetness it emanates yet gentle to the nose. the smell of a submissive. i've scented this special musk of his countless times but still i can't get enough of it. lucas may be addicted to my musk.
Diesel Fumes and Musk
Brian laughed and shook the last few drops of his musky piss off, but he didn't zip up. kyle could smell the rich musky scent and could only barely get out "i..uh..i..umm." "i wasn't going to push anything since..well you know.
Muscle Musk of the Dead
Muscle musk of the dead muscle musk of the dead busting through the glass of the store window, randy cried out as some of the glass cut through the sleeves of his leather jacket, tearing into his arms as he tried his best to ignore the pain, pulling out
Caught in his Musk
He reached with his other paw, fingering his slit a little as he started to leak thick, musky pre, "whatever i want. though i'm sure in a few minutes, it'll be what you want too."