Pet's Reward (Part 2 of 5): Pleasing Master
He drew my scent into his sensitive pink nose, the sweaty muskiness of a day's work confined in trousers, the lusty pre rolling in occasional beads down my length, and the ever-present bear scent of me.
Daily Mischief - Runner's paw
The air inside the sock was hot, humid and had that strong muskiness too it. the sports shoe was specially made to allow constant airflow inside.
Rumble's Secret Fan
To his delight, the rodent was presented with the muskiness of a male fresh from the gym. he touched his lips to the tip and gave it a soft and gentle smooch, making the standing cougar shudder.
It's not all about the Knot [Final]
He sighed into the ruff of her neck, inhaling the soft muskiness of her fur. her ass clenched as she turned her head slightly, "almost?" "i'm human, love, not a dog. i can't... how is it said, '_tie_'? no knot."
Teaching Tails
Slowly, miles felt his strength kicking in as he pulled the muskie out of the water and into the boat, holding up his floundering catch as artemis saw the whole thing.
Every Waking Moment
Sorry muskie!" muskie the otter chuckled to himself as he watched the pair get back to their feet. "happy birthday, kody. i see you're about to get your birthday present."
Snow Dawgs. Chapter Nine.
That heat sitting down low in my belly as his muskiness filled me. massaging his nuts once more, i gave one a small tug and found i could stretch it far farther than my own sack would ever go. lucky bastard.
Outsiders. Chpt 2.
That thick pelt was warm and that muskiness clung to his hand. an ear perked up at his voice and an amber eye opened. "you around?" he asked, only getting silence in turn.
Same Procedure Ass Every Year
The muskiness of dust and aged paper filled his muzzle and made him sniffle, briefly.
Wolves Mist - Smut
Chris's panting breath inhaled the muskiness of them, his senses reeled. a sharp hard pump of molten blood shuddered through his sheath.
Irresistible Kovu Earning His Place
Simba could still almost taste the muskiness he'd found there, during the cursory stroke of his tongue under the young lion's tail in preparation for his first taking, but now, with the produce of four rounds of rutting inside the lion's hole, the going was
Stolen Seat (Vore Story)
Cobalt quickly went from being smothered by hot, slimy muskiness to being surrounded by it, the big, beefy yeen reclining back against the bus seat and letting out a long sigh as he felt cobalt squaring underneath and inside of him.