A loving muscle story...
The smooth grey skin of the other male along with the red markings along his muscular body shone brightly underneath the overhead light as the machoke laid back on the king sized mattress.
A Doctor's Delight
Though, his fingers weren't the only thing he loved feeling against that soft grey skin.
My Deal with Dad
I admired him a little more now, even reaching down to fondle his now-soft cock and play with his foreskin, pulling it back and forth over the head, contrasting the pale grey skin with the fierce, purple glans. so attractive.
If The Bus Is Rockin' [Commission]
Looking up at her he couldn't help but notice her hairless face showing a clear blush spreading across grey skin, telling him that she was enjoying herself as much as he was.
Summoning Switcheroo
She had pale grey skin, and long flowing black hair. her long spade tipped tail swayed behind her. a collar around her neck glowed with strange runes. after everybody had taken a look, conversation slowly resumed.
The Hippo Next Door 2
The rhino reached down and started to stroke his cock, letting that pinkish grey skin turtle neck over the helmet shaped head of his shaft.
The Suggestive Type [Commission]
"c'mon foxy, take your medicine..." the grey-skinned behemoth said with a grin as the startled vulpine did his best to swallow.
Prison Food
Slyther could taste the blood trickling down his throat from clayton's wounds, it was such a lovely accent to add to the rhino's sweaty and hairy grey skin. "the_fuck_ are you **doing** to me?!"
The Hippo Next Door
Harold never noticed the way walter practically drooled as he watched those cold drops of condensation drip onto the man's large pecs, rolling down across his grey skin before dripping from one of those dark grey nipples and onto his massive gut.
Alphabet Challenge 2018 - D is for Daddy
Both men grinned, and as frank unfolded his arms and scratched at his grey skinned, wiry haired chest once more, he jerked his head and nodded to his son. "c'mon then.
Effective Diplomacy
The deathly grey skin of his muscled arms bore no scars. he looked young, yet the pommel of the short sword at his belt had a grip faded with use. there was also a short red tassel at the pommel, which none of his fellows possessed.
Tybrus adventures part 1: The terror of the gym.
He said, staring at the white tiger crawling down at the end of the bench, facing his exposed sweaty soles and quite eagerly using his tongue to clean the sweaty mess over his grey skin.