Back To The Roots
Her tiny breasts with rather hard nipples were completely exposed to the warm air of their apartment, just like a soft tuft of light fur, just above her pink, small clitoral hood. the dragon stood up, removing his garments, still panting heavily.
The Power of Self-Love
They teased their scaled outer lips even wider apart, as obscenely spread as they could comfortably get, and delicately nudged and eased back the folds of their clitoral hood to expose that little pink nub as far as possible.
Squeaky clean (Part IV)
I grinned and slid the smooth fronts of those bones teasingly around her sex, my upper jaw resting just above her clitoral hood while the bottom slid between her wide spread thighs to rest just forward of her tail-slit.
Kato: Freelance Incubator
He could only tilt his head back and moan as the tentacle burrowed deeper into his drooling entrance, the third thin tentacle snaking beside the one lodged in his vagina and wriggled under his clitoral hood.
Carnal 007: Romantic night in
Her fingers gently parted the outer folds and gently rubbed her clit, teasing their way into the clitoral hood and rubbing the tender bud of flesh.
The Sun and the Sky
She drew her knees up, then spread them apart to provide the very best access for her questing digits, and began to rub in slow, leisurely circles over her clitoral hood.
Linnea 01 - A Jog in the Park
Her fingers pulled free from her suddenly clenching quim, resting them over her clitoral hood to keep a bit of pressure on the source of her intense pleasure.
Introducing Echo the Drashophin
Arale whispered breathily as i nipped at her clitoral hood. "enough..." "then this is going to be the most unusual sixty -nine either of us have ever had to begin the night!"
Collie, some mileage, two owners.
She hunched quickly and gasped every time the dog's hot wet nose dragged over her clitoral hood. as mistress' juices flowed over the dog's tongue, he started tasting spikes of gooey salt amidst the spicy sweetness.
Keeping the Tables Turned
His breath was warm on her sex, and she smiled a bit more genuinely as she _finally_ felt a patient touch against her clitoral hood.
Two Halves of One Whole, Part Two
What she didn't expect was the sheer weight of it as it slapped against her pubic mound, and the steady trickle of precum that drizzled down her fur and spread around either side of her clitoral hood.
Maia's on Edge
She opened her eyes and took her paw off her warm clitoral hood as the contractions stopped and her nub became too sensitive to touch. _oh, my god. that was ..._ she stopped herself. _yeah. it was good.