The Harem
Sodom took a step towards nate, but stopped when his white otter flinched. "why could i hear chains?" nate questioned with a squeak of his voice. he peered out from behind his arms that he was currently using to cover his face.
Tropical - Chapter Nine
Rye kissed the white otter that held him so closely.
Tropical - Chapter Four
Instead he daydreamed about the white otter and their discussions, but most of all, he thought about when cloud put his paw against rye's chest.
Black and White-Black
Soon the white otter was following his load, his whole head in jizzal's ass. the white otter tried to push at the ass devouring him, but the coating of seed was so slippery that he just got his whole arms caught in the hungry ass.
The Artist's Stroke
Keine shifted back, watching for a moment as the white otter, now smudged with bright trails of color, settled into a quick, hard rhythm. from the look of things, the hyena wasn't going to last long.
Tropical Revised - Chapter One
"i hope you're right," muttered the white otter, beginning the warm-up stretches as well.
Tropical - Chapter One
"hi," the white otter said as if he knew rye. putting a bookmark in the book, the new otter sets it down on the table and turns his full attention to rye. "you kept looking at me from your table.
Gadgemy's Birthday Test
Wanting to avoid making a scene, the pure-white otter had done as instructed, insisting on keeping his hat at the very least. the receptionist finally gave in, and he was allowed entrance into argus labs...
PULVERIZE
Neegig, a small, white otter, was lying on top of a beach towel. she was in her backyard, enjoying a good sun tan. she felt the warm rays of the sun bathing upon her back. neegig was wearing a camouflage bikini set and a pair of shades.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Four
With cloud's paw holding rye back, the otter managed to move the apple out of rye's reach just in time, and he practically fell on the white otter.
Tropical Revised - Chapter Two
To his surprise, the white otter performed the swan dive just as successfully as rye did, and produced a very tiny splash. watching the distorted white otter swim toward him again, rye took his forepaws out of the water and waited for cloud to surface.
Black and White-White
Jal giggled from between the black and white otters. "if you're god, i should start going to church." the black jackal gave another squeeze to each rump.