Master Splinter's Stable: ACT I
Inside that soft purple-red robe hides the rat's aged sheath, covered in wrinkled fur that resembles the face of a french bulldog. a bludgeon pokes free from the wrinkled shaft. as thick as an energy drink, making up for his average length.
Anthro Sex Squad Story 3 - Oaky's Story; Chapter 11
As he massaged the gnarled toes and wrinkled webbing he found himself struck with marvel that these were the same beautiful feet he had admired just the night before.
White Wings
Their faces though, their faces were wrinkled and crone like with horrific scowls that struck fear in to the hearts of man.
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And carnelian grinned, nose brushing against the edge of his head and then wrinkled, overlapping rim of the hyena's foreskin, as she found predominantly her own scent there, with shekh's own buried far underneath it.
Lapse of Judgment
_like one of those gelatinous toys i'd get from the coin machines at the bowling alley as a pup,_ he thought, as the wrinkles squelched within his grip.
Good Use #3: Scheduled Cleaning
I couldn't keep my nose from wrinkling against the almost physical force the odor carried. "you like it?" i licked my lips, making sure to catch the lip of his sheath in the process.
March Patreon Sketches
Ruari slid her nose up and along the retracted rim, warm breaths tickling over the sensitive wrinkles of skin there.
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Each step he took, matteh could see the bounce and jiggle of plump, succulent sheath and sack beneath, folding the wrinkles of the material around it.
Unlocked and Unloaded
And the hyena's nose twitched and wrinkled, as that throb gave enough to roll his foreskin back a fraction of an inch... before it stuck.
Reunion
She noticed how her fingers began to wrinkle as the time passed and it followed up her hands and her arms. finally, a faint flapping sound echoed throughout the open air and bounced off the stone walls of the castle.
HOMER'S DESIRE
Homer grunted as the first spank landed, and abe began to spank faster and soon homer began to cry with each smack of his father's wrinkled old hand.
When no one's watching
Artie barely grabbed onto a wrinkle in the boy's foot as the room became a vanilla and musk scented blur.