Fruity-Juicy “revenge”
Once was axil done with the spunk-makers, he started licking along the length of frelix's member, only intensifying the moans, reaching a peak as he engulfed the tip and sucked hard to get all the traces of the orange juice, which earned him a big bonus in
No-Nut Narrator: Nov. 7-9 (Progress; Public; Soaked)
Her hand dipped lower to heft his swollen spunk-makers. heavy with seed, they hung extra-low in the wet heat. "well i look forward to the day that you do glaze me in cum. even if it's still several weeks away."
Something Busted, Something Blue
It was less painful than getting his balls beaten, and less agonizingly pleasurable than getting his dick sucked, but it still made his spunk-makers ache and ache, even as it helped to soothe them at the same time.
Unfulfilled Desires (CYOSA #2)
Yes...a taste to give her a gage of his progress~" with a soft \*click\* the cockring popped free, having done its job and let the medicine soak into his sperm makers.
bio of belic
Her silky fur, her slender figure......and a pair of giant spunk makers the size of oranges that dangle and bounce between his hind legs.
[Trade] The Thigh of the Tiger
The male gave a wounded mewl as his dick fired off several hot white ropes of panda spunk, trying to spread his genes before his spunk-makers suffered any more permanent damage. tigress recoiled in disgust. "what the--...seriously?!"
[Trade] Below the Belt
He groaned inarticulately as she rekindled that uniquely male ache at the core of his battered spunk-makers, like his gonads had been stomped flat and then wrung inside-out. "i'm nicer than tamyra, i promise." she winked.
Unnamed WIP - This one will be odd...
Slowly he rolled his hefty spooge makers around in their big sac. his other paw was scritching across his chest while little moans quietly escaped from his long muzzle.
Be Mine
Hato's orgasm was over almost as quickly as it had started, as his lone spunk-maker finished jettisoning most of its addled load across his naked lover.
Dragon Slaying: snippet from Opal's ending
Didn't she care that my spunk-makers were being squashed into pancakes? i had picked opal in the hopes of saving my spuds, but hell, too much more of this and lia might just burst my ball anyway. "p'oiu? p'oiu!"
They're Just Little Aliens, After All...
Anyone who looked could see the greyish orange skin and the heavy veins that wrapped around his sperm-makers. if you had to guess, they'd be something like navel oranges, but egg shaped. big to match the rest of him.
Home Is Where the Hurt Is
A shiver of fear went up my spine as she drummed her toes on my ballsac, poised to crush my scaly spunk-makers at a moment's notice. "o-of course. i'll listen." "good." lia lifted her foot away, grinning down at me.