Bound to please - Vol 19: Breeding Slave Daughter
The other vixen mixed breed daughter, miss pearl, is only four, and hasn't responded yet to her mother's tongue.
No Thanks Required, Part 1
Most folks in the county were some type of fox-mix or another, so cuckoo's eggs didn't amount to much. oh, there were some teeth lost here and there and a few guys got their snouts pushed in getting caught from time to time.
Bending The Cage
Waking up slowly, the human-fox mix gave a deep yawn, followed by a belch which made his throat hurt with the sheer power of it.
Bastion - Pt. 4
The vixen mixed in yelps and moans, muffled by the muzzle as a full-body took hold of her... the only one she's ever had... and also the only orgasm she's had without anyone touching her pussy.. all that mattered in the moments following was sasah.
Breaking McCloud Part II
Rather than a patronizing rub, he squeezed just firmly enough to make his intent clear, and he said to the snuffling fox, "mix it up. don't just sniff and kiss. got a nice tongue, use it." fox had enough nerve to grumble, but nothing else.
Ani and the Twins
Anikita, or ani for short, was a wolf fox mix (her family call themselves folfs) and stood at six feet, her toned body matched her athletic approach to life was on display as she enjoyed wearing her tribal clothes (even in the big city) of a bra and loincloth
Unspoken - a Boxing Story
Steamy shower water rose from the cold tile floor, filling the room and the two boxers' nostrils, the natural masculine musk of the fox mixing with the manufactured masculine scent of the body wash to drive the minds of both further into the moment.
Wind Stone
"but, i'm your brother, doesn't that make i--" marn growled and shot upwards, turning towards the coyote-fox mix. "you aren't my brother," he snarled, interrupting joel again, "and that bastard back in the cabin is not my father. he's your father.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 39
There were even some foxes mixed in, bows and arrows at the ready. "traitors! backrollers!" one of the crazies came storming in, materializing out of the shadows like some demented phantom, all teeth and bloody claws.
A Loss Turns to Love
Is all i manage to get out before i'm pounced to the ground by the surprisingly agile otter-fox mix. "got you! now tell me, what did you get from your old house?"
Chapter 1
So my dear wolf/fox mix what's your take on my rather interesting situation?" she informed. "there's nothing like bad press to ruin a well funded and apparently reputable university." i stated sitting back in my chair.
Happy Hallo-Wing
I am an artic/gray fox mix, so my fur is white all around except for the grey on my paws and the tip of my tails and ears. i am short for my age and somewhat on the "fluffy" side. my eyesight is not very great, which is rare in the fox species.