To make a Temple
He didn't have the time to glance to one side and see hir response before his beak was thrust into, the thick pillar of maleflesh spreading his beaklips and quickly finding and sliding into his throat, his blowhole shooting air in a gasp of breath as his tongue
How cal met Nak 2
Hope you enjoy it, and any constructive critiques are welcome; flames will be used for helping track you down and feeding you to our pet dragon;) \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* emitting an irritated huff from his blowhole
Milk, No Sugar
"now relax your blowhole." kitiki squirmed as he felt the tube being pushed in there, then gasped, sucking air in through it as if checking that it worked.
A Slippery Slope - Part 5: Linnaeus' Enthusiasm
A brief puff of air from his blowhole and he was back in his own lane.
Angie (prt 2)
Her mouth began to open up, as if in a yawn, and she grinned contently at me, all the while excited squeaks and whistles erupted from her blowhole.
Surface (Chapter 5)
The géricault's beating heart was a power generator, its eyes a searchlight and periscope on stalks, its nerves wires, its veins pipes, its blood coolants, its muscles pumps, its brains a navigation system and it breathed steam through a blowhole.
Doantion Stream
Fuck, the heat was something else too, or was it the taste as juices began to be poured forth, running along their back, drenched from blowhole to fluke. "getting a little close here chat. but the donations don't lie.
A New Porpoise [TF/TG MtF Human/Anthro/Feral]
Nostrils sealing over, to her initial panic, before an eventual spray of steam from her neck signalled a new airway, a puckered blowhole. ashlynn righted herself, rubbing her makeup smeared neck cautiously.
How Naketa Met Calafin
A cry of pleasure escaped my blowhole as he lapped at me, the feeling of his warm, rough tongue making me nearly black out. he was very much enjoying himself, based on the low grunts escaping his blowhole.
A New Dive (Anthro TF/TGs) [COLLAB]
Not knowing where it came from, arnault blew water out of his blowhole derisively. he shook his head, beaky mouth opening but no sound coming out.
Tale of Toumal: The beginning
In shape but with a distinct draconic head, and before he could react he felt his beak being pushed over it, the massive hand on the back of his head giving him no leeway as the thick piece of male cock was thrust past his tongue and into his throat, his blowhole
Tides that Turn
I submerged momentarily, collecting water in my blowhole. when the gull paused to stare at the fish i surfaced and coughed, smacking the bird with a jet of cold water.