Detail Practice: Moto Mania
Or was that mucous? whatever it was, it complimented the eager beating of her heart, a beating that resembled marching pistons.
Chapter 14: Salacious Spelunking
Dribbles of mixed cum ran down her chin and neck, only to be absorbed into the thin layer of mucous surrounding her body.
DEEP MOUNTAIN TOUR By Jigaard
A little longer and a little wider than my lover's cock, with a slightly rough surface on top, a little like the undulations of the mucous membranes of a palate.
My Chestnut
His cock dug deep into her each time she drug him to her, getting lost in mucous and muscle, loose, wet warmth. a sensitive tunnel squeezing his sensitive length.
A quiet moan
Like the flurry of spikes fanning outward from his jaws, the fleshy nubs crowning his tip had a satisfying heft to them; an arousing rigidity perfect for scraping off the film of itchy, mucous arousal coating the insides of her vent.
In 'n' Out Cleaning
Lifting a paw, goldelite felt a strings of mucous stretching between his toes and the stomach muscle below.
Paid Vacation - Commission for Blackmist333
It glistened in the mucous of luke's inside, but somehow there wasn't a single fragment of cum to be seen. luke was a cum sponge. luke did a happy groan before he stood up and stretched. his long goat tail did another gay flick. "ahh, that was good.
Guardian Gryphon
The body exhibited a complete lack of control over its own fluids, for with the tears coming down the new bone-like structure of the beak, so too would that face sputter out drool with the nostrils expelling mucous as if to make way for liquids more suitable
Clyx - Chapter 22 - Meet the Kinder
It was fairly beneficial, otherwise, as it kept thade and phade from tangling their dual-penises and also prevented random piles of mucous-covered piles of bursting bubbles from being dropped all over the floor.
Rat Prince: Act II
The bite on his right shoulder had been healing, but messily, swollen with scar tissue and crusted over with pus, mucous, dried blood.
Greater Evils
He could not reply, every bit of effort was spent clinging frantically to life, his lungs a gurgling mess, awash with filling blood and mucous.
A Bronze Rising: Fresh Meat
I spat a small glob of sulfurous mucous from the twin sacs at the base of my neck and it ignited upon contact with the air. when it was burning with dense, oily light on the ground, i said, "there: fire and fresh meat. help yourself..."