Thinking with portals
As the chilly air around her made contact with her scales, that sheen started to cause a visible haze of sweat, like a second blanket of white fog rising from her warm flesh, a physical embodiment of her musk had there been someone to witness it.
The Kin
A light sheen of sweat bedewed her while she rutted, pinning him to the straw-covered floor.
Gulp
The yellow scales slick with a thin sheen of cum. anon happily licked the residue, holding bowser's paw to his face as he willingly and happily cleaned the mess, its musky taste faint.
The Bro Code
He was furiously jacking his meat, which was covered in a nice glistening sheen of bull pre as his tip leaked like a tap.
Morning Ritual
"i should have been more careful with my life" i sigh out cleaning my feathers and fur the black sheen making me feel like my mother was right about me becoming a model.
Personal Trainer
He made the effort to approach the boy as he began to struggle to lift the weight, exhaustion settling in and with the air conditioning being busted his body was covered in a sheen of sweat.
Eventide - IV
Touching its surface with a single claw, she watched as ripples danced across the mirror sheen, carrying with them the ribbon-like veins of fae.
A Simple Greeting
My eyes drifted just a bit lower, through the glass windows that had been cleaned to a sparkling sheen, noting the various activities of people outside. cars halted and sped as they needed to, nothing special there.
Emelie | The Three Little Pigs | Part 2
A sweet, sultry groan came from her as, without warning, the rough length of a dripping-wet muscle wiped up between her butt to lap away the fine sheen her juices had culminated around her pussy only to them dip into the darker ring above and brush across
Matheau+Beijore 5: The Hatchlings
Its scales sheened and glistened like black diamonds. its eyes too, were very beautiful. a light purple in color that glowed with what appeared to be happiness. "probably glad to be out of the egg." beijore whispered. "she is so very beautiful.
Eight Minutes a-Milking
He is an absolute mess; throat raw, ass a tender, lubed up mess, and thick sheens of sweat clinging to the inside of the stifling latex. above all is the fierce throbbing in his cock that matches his fast-beating heart.
Heat's Folly(Chapter 2)
After all, what need had she of that harness necessary to cover her femininity with that fake phallus, carved and polished to a fine sheen? but then, she realized the why. strength.