Synne the Slave
One of her paws had fallen right at the edge of his sheath, the firm bulge pressing hard against her fingers. yet there wasn't anything lewd in the moment, and all synne felt was strength.
Fish Nibbles
Meadow's free hand moved to his sheath, fingers gripping the soft fur and skin. she peeled the sheath back, gripping and tugging his cock firmly to make sure that every last inch of the thick, smooth root of his pink cock was bared.
Chapter Sixteen: Bonding
Usuyami's fingers wrapped around the fuzzy fold of male sheath, fingering its compressed softness before moving up to grip, and slowly start stroking, the maid's twitching cock shaft, eliciting a moan and a roll of the hips from the girl.
Changing Places. Chapter Three.
The lion chuckled, scratching his cheek with a sheathed finger, only the tip of his claw poking out. “we need eyes watching out for us.” kamir changed his tactics, trying to reassure the hyena that they needed him to keep watch along with ryder.
A Couple: Used and Humiliated
He tried to relax, to ignore the feeling of the wolf's fingers on his sheath, but it was all for nothing. eventually he felt his cock starting to harden.
Washed Ashore. Chapter One.
He knew every plant, every bird song and every tree post; marking several as he went with his long curved claws that quickly sheathed themselves back into his fingers. every day had been the same.
Jaro & Vull - Chapter 2
He dug a finger into the recessed sheath, scraping the tip of it along the grout inside, and then rubbed that finger tip against his thumb as he pulled it out.
A College Corgi’s Dick Pic (Part 1)
First was one where his fingers were just barely caressing the edge of his precum-matted sheathe.
Rasky's Jewel - Commission for Gruffy
Rushing out of the classroom, my feline claws continuously danced in their respective sheathed fingers, nearly tickling my paws as i brusquely tracked through the hallways, bumped around like a metaphorical pinball as all of us disappeared from the hall at
Heroes and Villains
"hmmm...naughty fleabag," henry slapped the doberman's rear and curled his fingers before starting a real rapid fire routine of rhythmic pounding into the doberman's pucker with his evil black leather-sheathed fingers.
The Passion of Vee II: The Timid Lioness
Her hand lingered on his sheath, fingers playing idly around the already damp opening, where a bit of glistening red flesh even now peeked out, threatening to emerge more fully._ _ she watched him a long
The easy option
A finger traced the edge of daniel's sheath slowly working its way up to the hot damp feline organ jutting from it. "but you're... you're much, much bigger than i am..."