Twinks Across America: Ch. 18 - Michigan
Pete positively drooled at seeing my dogcock peek out the pouch of dark fur. "c'mon," i tried imitating the wisconsin accent, "it ain't gonna bite ya. give it a touch, a taste, whatever ya wanna do, pete."
Twinks Across America: Ch. 16 - Minnesota
I'd have been lying if i didn't say my dogcock wasn't extra tingling from feeling a dominant badger fuck the velvety inside of my hybrid sheath.
Twinks Across America: Ch. 15 - South Dakota
Of what transpired flashed across my eyelids, and i remembered everything; the velvet softness of zagreus' white-grey fur, his incredible way to take my shaft down his narrow throat, stuffing said shaft under his tailhole, feeling his walls clench on my dogcock
Twinks Across America: Chapter 10 - Colorado
This caused the little back to tense around my throbbing dogcock, suckling me further as i gasped and trembled from his expert attention. it made her to breathe much more heavily, making the pot work its magic.
Twinks Across America (Preview #2)
He let me lie down on my back after stripping myself from all articles of clothing, my dogcock half-hard and apprehensive of what would happen next.
Twinks Across America: 8 - Arizona
When ashkii reluctantly pulled off my dogcock, the irritated bobcat answered to a similarly aged (and frowning) coyote, who saw one look of me draped in a blanket on the bed. i waved meekly.
Twinks Across America: Ch. 43 - New Jersey
It involved sitting in the armchair with my legs spread wide and stroking my dogcock from its imprisoning sheath as a mouse twink screwed his aardvark buddy from behind. the noises they produced alone left me panting under the collar.
Twinks Across America: Ch. 29 - Louisiana
They had me lay down on my back and straddled my stomach, shifting backwards until my equally slick dogcock tapped his compact rear end. "ready, eva?" "hehe," they giggled. "the real question is: are you, sugar?"
Twinks Across America: Chapter 12 - Idaho
He let me lie down on my back after stripping myself from all articles of clothing, my dogcock half-hard and apprehensive of what would happen next.
Twinks Across America: Chapter 11 - Wyoming
Those dedicated lips stroked my still erect dogcock up and down. they feverishly suckled on the tip, kissed the shaft, and nuzzled into the scrotum before returning to the tip once again. bud knew what was doing, clearly.
Twinks Across America: Chapter 9 - New Mexico
His hot breath enveloped like morning mist around the tip of my emerging dogcock, followed by his lips giving a soft peck to the first half-centimeter to poke from my furry pouch, and his tongue lavishly caressing the veins.
Twinks Across America: Ch. 46 - Rhode Island
His eyes fluttered back down to my crotch as the towel unveiled my blooming dogcock arisen from its sheath. a bashful grin grew across his cream-furred muzzle. "h-how...big of a tip," he asked with a wagging tail, "...are we talkin'?"