Cafe Plaisir: Provocation II
Sexily sharp umbreon teeth pressed dangerously around the v-shaped lips of neon's feral sex. that wet tongue pushed up through the folds and into neon, mixed moistures dripping back down... and the smell, oh the smell...
Digimon Defenders Side Chapter 5 Part 1
Guil was walking a razor's edge; his feral mating instincts were clouding his thoughts, threatening to drive him into a berserk state. he wanted to pound her with as much force as his body could muster, snarling in dominance.
Ravaged by the Roadside
She had to admit, every part of their feral mating was getting more tolerable. she could take a fat knot up her ass and even their hot loads barely burned her anymore.
Froggy
He gagged, opening his mouth for let greninja have a better access to his throat and having his arm grabbed by the webbed paws, pushing his ass even harder against his thrust, completely used in a rough, feral sex.
Warm Reception
Plenty of homosexual feral sexings in here; if you don't like that then don't read! enjoy! (p.s. thanks to holidaypup for the awesome picture he drew for the story... looks brilliant, thanks love!) (p.p.s.
Lian's Outcoming: Part II
He moved away from the cracked bedroom door toward his room, ralen looked up and then stared for another moment at their ferally-fucked mother before following.
Guardian of Winter Roads
She could even smell it on her, in her fur, her body aching from the feral sex a little.
A Friend's Excited Touch
As if it was her duty in life to dictate the intricacies of lady/feral sex to willing audiences. "yes, young padawan," she giggled. "i take my duty as his handler very seriously, and i will teach you the same techniques."
The Dragon, the King and the Kobold (vol. 3)
The scent of feral sex is even more vicious as your own flavor beings to creep in to the mix with a generous glazing of precum added to keep this little hen capable of taking you for much longer.
At the hooves of destiny [Commission]
Despite the mythical four-hooves clearly being close to an attempted impregnation of a wombless elf, the mating seemed to go on forever, vendril's loins reduced to elf-shaped jelly by the second minute of the full-speed feral mating.
Dark and azure sky pt 4
He was genuinely surprised when the meeting ended in rough, feral mating session with the matriarch herself. from that day forward, tarqaan had kept him close, and named him as the "battlemaster".
When Going To A Gay Bar
He didn't know much about feral mating habits, but he did know that doggy style was named after canines for a reason and as he wiggled his small tail in the air for them it seemed to work as the signal they needed to carry on.