Scene Three: "Lonely"
A viscous spittle dribbled into his mouth as she forced her way past his defenses again, and ferro realized his own taste. at first, he was appalled, but she seemed to be ever-the-more aroused for it.
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The jockstrap, covered in cum and spittle, flew from his muzzle, flying out into the crowd - a souvenir for a lucky member of the audience. "grraaaahhhhh! fuck me harder!"
Roland Meets Griggle
I drenched my hands in my own spittle as i drooled and slobbered over his length, rubbing it with both my hands and keeping my tongue working hard. griggle never once stopped making noise, nor did he stop making pre.
The Lone Courier
"wait, don't . . ." he wheezed, pink spittle dotting the edges of his pressed shirt. " **don't.
Prolouge to Darkness
The followers reloaded their weapons and unloaded them into the figure. the leaves moved and opend the front of his cloak darkness was seen untill a loud and wet crack of bones spittling was heard, blood drenched chains shot out from the gaping abyss of darkness
Deltaruined: Lost Buster Part 2
He kept on pounding in her nonstop and her muffled cries continued into his mouth even as their tongues swapped warm spittle together.
Deltaruined: Lost Buster Part 1
Pushing past strands of spittle, jevil slid his cock deep into her mouth. she clamped down, careful of her fangs as she remained still just for him.
Summer Passion
For added security, kouno spat onto his member, lubing it up with a mixture of his and shun's spittle, before he guided himself between the wolf's legs.
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She shivered as she felt his cool spittle against her puckered hole. slowly, she sauntered over his lap with her back still facing him and her tail uncoiling from his head.
Promises.
Soft finger tips grazed the fur and flesh that masked her jawbone while coming across spittle and semen matted fur.
The Maelstrom
Rain did belittle, your grain and kettle to spittle. an infinite pull, seemingly inescapable tug of fate. ah how i would love to give up, if not for these damned, blessed anchors. the pang of each heartbeat, rings of sorrows never to retreat.
A Surprise Encounter
After another minute or so of thrust, he unceremoniously slipped his cock from her lips, a thin string of pre-cum and spittle hanging between her bottom lip and the end of his member.