Of Wolves and Bondage
The bear gingerly peeled todd's sweaty socks off, exposing his pink pawpads to the air, so he could rub the tops of his feet and his ankles as well.
Hellhounds: Pleasure (Part 1)
I've grown accustomed to the odor of sweaty socks when i was young. your feet don't smell any different." "heh. i suppose not."
Unlikely Saviour
Little theo like my hot sweaty sock?" theo was curled up moaning loudly, and his arousal rapidly growing as he bit the socks lightly, getting sweat to ooze out and into his mouth, as he drank the salty liquid. gene chuckled watching him. "good!
Micro for a Werewolf
The fox had nothing else to breath as everything was filtered through the damp sweaty socks.
Skunked!
A rubber band and your own sweaty sock could be combined to make a sort of mask which would envelope your nose nicely. you imagine the inescapable and musky scent and shove your burgeoning erection to one side. just then you arrive at your closed door.
"Extra Credit" - Story by Kaz
The undies were yanked out of his mouth and replaced with the sweaty socks, just as the boys were undoing his restraints. they flipped him over onto his back, his asshole leaking cum as the boys repositioned kade for more of their exploration.
The Prisoner's Captive
The intense smell of wolf sweat immediately hit his nose again, an aura of damp heat radiating off of his filthy, sweaty sock. tyler's ears immediately flattened in disgust. god damn it… “don't let that stank go to waste! sniff!"
Teasing A Service Kitty
His hips started to buck unconsciously as he tried to breed michael's sweaty sock. as steel's tongue glided between michael's toes, the bear spoke again.
Work Relief
His stream came out powerful, gushing golden liquid onto the sweaty socks and quickly filling the container. once the piss stopped flowing from the tapered cock, troy set the coffee maker.
Trucker's Wisdom
Ryan removed his weathered boots and peeled off his sweaty socks. the stink of his feet made zach wince. "well, myself, i only use 'em for porking. suppose if he doesn't have a sleeper, a truck driver might actually sleep in a motel. yes."
Sleepover
Had that pungeant "stuffed in a sweaty sock all day" smell to them. i knew what had to come next. "all right," i grinned. "squash me." he cocked his head slightly at that request. "safety word is red light," he announced. oh dear.
Parappa and Lammy Have Sex
White-painted-toenailed, gorgeously wrinkled and creased, adorably playful and youthful teenage boy soles as he began involuntarily wiggling his sexy little rapper toes, being an absolutely shameless tease without even knowing it while lammy held his stinky sweaty socks