Night of the Werehawk
Wilheim drooled as he humped into trisha but he drooled as he did, thick saliva slapping everywhere, including trisha's face. she didn't mind. it was the love slime of her mate!
No Such Thing as a 'Slut' in the Animal Kingdom [Orgyfic]
She nearly [i]drooled[/i] staring at that chest, and when she remembered that she should embrace being an animal, she allowed the drool to flow. she leaned up and reached down to pull off her top. this got cheers from the crowd.
"New Guy"
It made sure to speed things up, adding even more of its drool, now mixing in with his own leaking fluids. the warm sensations of the drool coupled with its ceaseless assault, was pushing him over the edge.
Olfactophilia Chapter 2: Part 21 - Beginning's End
My cock is pulsating visibly now and i'm starting to drool, my knot forming at the base of the shaft. i can feel a tingling in my crotch, not as powerful as earlier, but enough to indicate a primitive desire to empty my sack.
Embrace Animality: Be Gay 3 [Scat/WS]
Irma rubbed ava through her jeans and ava had to pull away and moan sensually, the bunny girl smiling with her incisor sticking out in front, drool going down the side.
Drawn Into The Demon's Shadow
drool pattered in his hair, thin strings dripping down from the demon's panting muzzle.
Giving Into Animal Instincts-- DIRTY
Now he had drool hanging from his mouth and a wet pair of underwear. it was worth a shot: teri asked, "how's it being a sloth?" sloth looked at her with vacant eyes.
The Last Performance
She looked up and smiled, drooling down her chin. "oook unnnk!" the cock inflated in her hands. winston grunted at her and grabbed her breasts.
Fucked Four Ways from Sunday
More drool cascades as you force your way down, and her slick throat makes audible sound at the sudden intrusion.
Embrace Animality: Be Gay 3
Irma rubbed ava through her jeans and ava had to pull away and moan sensually, the bunny girl smiling with her incisor sticking out in front, drool going down the side.
Dating Out. Chapter Four.
The feline dipped a hand between his legs, planning to shove himself back into his underwear and touched the pool of drool that maxwell had left behind. "oh, ew... that's a lot of drool."
The Forest's Game
His wants and desires were getting more and more simple by the second, more soft licks as the sacks were almost completely whole and as one, and less and less sign that he was ever anything but a twitching, drooling vulpine tool.