The Greatest of These
It was, to him, her honey pot. and he lapped up the errant juices that were lightly leaking out. "hmm. mm ... " her lips, loose, luscious, bobbed. she slid her ringed lips up and down the first four inches of his penis, which was so pink, so stiff.
Louder Kinds of Quiet
Little drops of fluid escaping from her steamy, muscular honey-pot, and his mind was swim-swimming with lust. tempered. tempered by his love for her, and hers for him, and their mutual, spiritual knowing.
Magnetism, Maybe
"mm, mm," he trilled, shivering as he pulled his hips back, and whistling with fierce, tortuous pleasure as he slipped back into her honey-pot. "oh ... ohh, ohhhh ... " a chain of squeaks. chittering from her muzzle.
Wild Thing
Pulling the juice-coated digit out of cru's honey pot, she wiggled it around at the female's tailhole slowly. cru's eyes shot wide as she felt that, calling out as her hips started to jerk as she came.
Fun At The Beach
She started rubbing her clit in a circular fashion before gently putting her index and middle finger into her delicious honey pot.
Fox Fall
The hot creamy equine cum flooding out of that over filled honey pot, dribbling all over the handsome vulpine's nose and mouth. "good... good... very good. now fuck her up the ass as well... and ruin that hole for mr. fox here forever as well.
Seduction
Leaning on her elbow, she reached around her swelling stomach, cupping her pussy only to have her fingers stretch her honey pots lips. pushing against this pressure, another low whine.
The Christmas Particle - Passion at the Speed of Light: Eigenfrequency
When he didn't back out of her rebuke for him overstepping his honey pot privilege she was delighted to find him trusting her enough to go through with a very -- utterly, insanely intense -- show of affection.
The Christmas Particle - Passion at the Speed of Light: Action and Reaction
Only this time, she would let him call the shots... well, for the most part; he still needed to prove to her that unrestricted honey pot access was something he would be able to handle... adequately.
Playing “Master”
I complied and rocked my hips into her, my big ol' salami dipping deeper into her honey pot. with a loving growl, chloe put her arms around my neck and welcomed it as she moaned my name.
Shadow Stalkers: Hellcat
They might just be blowing off steam because the t'raykes demolished the bulk of their raiding party after they were caught, quite literally, with their claws in the honey pot.' stalker three replied.