Coach's Boys - Chapter 1: Tryouts
The big brawny center stood in nothing but the fur he was born with, his massive low hangers swung between his legs as he shifted his weight, something coach collins knew he was purposely doing.
"Life As A Farmhand" - Story by Kaz
Definitely a stallion judging by the low-hangers swaying between the stud's back legs.
The PokeHumans: Episode 05
Ben then came from the heavy and thick taste of lorenzo's seed, his own first 2 shots hitting lorenzo's low-hangers lightly, the rest simply seeping out and landing on hiro's face. luckily none got in his eyes.
Runt Part 9
The stroking caused his lemon size low hangers to sway back and forth drawing master's attention to them. he let go of the sheath and then used that hand to fondle moose's full sack.
Milf Hunters - Miss Hidden & Lena
The taste would simply wet their hunger for both knew that seen would hardly be satisfied with just one orgasm, if the throbbing of the dire bear's low hangers were anything to go by.
Scratching the Itch
Jackson began to thrust into the rottie's muzzle, letting his low hangers bump against the dog's nose with every movement, "yeah, that's a good boy, suck it, use that tongue," he growled, moving at his own pace.
Classic Drunk College Dorm Sex Story
That invited scratches, and i still had a bit of a trouble believing the amount of cum he had managed to pump out of those low hangers of his.
[Commission] Filled and Fulfilled
A breeding tool, made to pump the seed in those heavy low-hangers below deep into the stag's chosen doe; and that chosen doe was devon. chris smirked, slowly grinding down on the prone buck while reaching over into the half-open bedside drawer.
He's Home
His hand cupped his low hangers and soaked them through with the sudsy brew. but they lingered there longer as he began to imagine his wife's hands was his own.
Runt Part 6
His huge sack held low hangers that were each the size of a lemon. i'd missed playing with his equipment. plus i was a sucker for big strong alpha guys. even though he'd just rinsed him off master soaped him up again.
Nuri's Mate : An Absol Side Story
You look like mee-mee, you smell like mee-mee but your kinda small and a pair of low hangers." meesha dropped from the tree branch and landed on the back of the samurott, careful to avoid the spike on her head.
Dark and Light
"ammmm ammmm" he moaned inhaling deeply as those soft mobile equine lip's kissed and caressed those mighty low hanger. and then and even more profound and profane heat and lust washed over the trapped zebracorn's bulging bucking loins.