A trip to the vet
From the black wolf sent his footclaws skittering against the floor in surprise. he followed the order, shedding his loose shorts and top to the floor.
Kayla: Into the Night
footclaws finding the ground, the karrian stretched all his limbs, including his tail. legs ached a bit, from his friskiness against his sheets.
Kayla: Injustice
Though, instinctively, he pushed himself from the floor and staggered back on his footclaws, wiping at his eyes to see whom was there; afraid of being struck in the snout or something similar again.
II. Promises
They began a little game of foot wrestling which ended in her dexterously pulling off his socks with her footclaws without even leaving a scratch on his skin.
An Exquisite Opportunity Pt. 1
He looked down, picking at the stone floor a little with a footclaw. "i thought it looked pretty..." a rich chuckle answered him. the gryphon sat, a low rumble rolling in his belly as he settled a little.
Kayla: Cognitive Dissonance
A bored and sad sigh left ninne's raptor snout, while her footclaws walked across the livingroom carpet, neck hanging lower then normal.
POV vore - you and anthro Nala
You get your footclaws into the floor mat and shove yourself deeper. the uncontrollable need to fuck the lioness's throat lasts only half a dozen thrusts. you kick, shuddering, and that part of your tail still outside her mouth snaps back and forth.
!NEW! Hotel Ho Tail (2nd UPDATE!)
She wore nothing except a pair of yellow sandals; it was held on her footclaws by three straps over the top criss-crossing in an x. this female, blood-red dragon was here on the island resort of "shangri-la".
A Wild Night
Gender aflame with the heat of the wild wolf's lusts, aelas began to shift around and slid his footclaws through the wolf's shaggy coat as his whole nether region convulsed with pleasure.
A Wild Night
Gender aflame with the heat of the wild wolf's lusts, aelas began to shift around and slid his footclaws through the wolf's shaggy coat as his whole nether region convulsed with pleasure.
Maternal Leave
His footclaws scratch at the ancient terrazzo floor, struggling for the few extra centimeters needed to peer down her blouse and study those beautiful things- braless, as the rumors say.
The Prison Break
The wolf wandered aimlessly about the cell, footclaws clicking against the cold concrete floor.