To Topple a Kingdom | Series Commission
Her dusky-blonde hair matted down over the girl's face as the cocky margrave shook her head from side to side.
[MLP: FiM] C & C chapter 4: Acts during the darkness
She licked her lips and spread her legs, revealing both her large, dark lavender shaft and her exposed dusky labia and clitoris, shiny with lubricating fluid.
Harpy ~ The Chase
It's feathers were an off-white color, which at her waist transformed into a dusky dark skin color, further darkened by a lifetime in the sun. in a fit of modesty his eyes skipped her torso and he took in her face.
Luster’s Luxuriously Lustful Morning (An MLP Incandesca Story, posted with permission)
Her spire of dusky dickflesh throbbed, lurching to spit a salvo of steamy pre onto luster's top half.
Oral Traditions: A Lion King Fanfiction
The blonde twins and the dusky-skinned boy were, of course, completely naked, and simba could easily smell their arousal. that scent was almost as pungent as the sweet aroma of his head mate's own moist scent.
Master's Reward
Derek was inviting him to take the lead, and he was doing it with the kind of style and flair that had caught danny's eye when they had first met, and greatly contributed to his affection for the dusky grey lupine.
Mango and True Speak - 1
He ran the towel over his dusky dark gray hair and over a face that pointed to a muzzle lined with teeth of varying sharpness. down his neck, over his shoulders and slender arms and hands, then down his flat chest and stomach, and across a lanky back.
Dropping The Illusions
And, between his legs, a deep red, pointed and knotted cock, smeared with dusky precum, several inches larger than her boyfriend’s, properly poised to delve into her waiting lips. it wasn’t kenny at all. it was zeon. her zoroark.
Keeping Shop
The door to the small shop opened with a soft plink of the bell jingling lightly above it, followed by the wooden creaking and scraping of the wooden door dragging along the smooth stone flooring of the dusky shop.
"Always Near My Dear"
His scent was a dusky petrichor: windblown sand inside a gusting storm. his paws cradled me, and i realized i had gone limp in his grip, but he held me so effortlessly i had not noticed my weakness. my surrender.
Lucidum's Journal, 2
I got out of bed shakily, noticing that my paws had become somewhere halfway between feline and canine, and my dusky grey wolf fur was slowly turning amber-yellow spotted with black.
Heart Of Fire
It was chaos; running feet, screaming livestock, dust turned up to create a dun dusky storm.