Tribal return
Then the licking began, where first the mustelid coyly ran his little tongue over the wolf's warm, fleshy button, which tasted delicate and peculiarly intimate. “wow...
The Dark Horse Rideth
He brought a hand up to the mustelid's cheek and stroked it gently. "how's about this, i'll give ya a choice.
Black Collar Internship [PATREON]
The mustelid barely slept that night. once he got bored of restlessly tossing and turning, he ironed his best suit a half dozen more times, then inspected every inch of fur on his sleek, brown body.
Getting Stuck In (18+)
The mustelid's heart pounded as he held himself there, on the precipice of nirvana for just a moment.
Worth Every Penny
The mustelid held fast though, waiting on an answer while holding tightly to his prize.
The Journey 2
mustelids like her don't like riding the buses when rats on them due to the rodents saying insults at the mustelids. "if the rats treat otters and minks like dirt, why do you work for them?"
The Serpent Strikes
The source of the warmth was fairly obvious now, though the mustelid's cheeks were giving it a run for its money.
Wine Tasting
Barnaby raised his legs into the air and ground himself around the other mustelid's crotch with a wiggle.
Night of the Scarecrow Dragon
All the mustelid could do was moan out like a needy whore, as if pleading for more.
Reborn: Chapter 9: Mount Cotton
There was also about two dozen mustelids all sat in one corner; an older, grey furred mustelid at their centre. as soon as rhys and twitch entered the room, the older mustelid stood, brushing off the attentions of the others that surrounded him.
Dirty Ferret
He cupped a thick paw behind moondoggie's head, holding the mustelid gingerly while he took slow drags of beaver musk. "fffuck do you smell good." grunted moondoggie, grinning widely up at rodney as his head swam.
First Taste
If there's one thing to say about those living slinkies that are mustelids, it's that they can fuck.