Touch of Punk
The hair stretched upwards into a true crest, a true mohawk, leaving the bare skull on the sides in all their fleshy glory. the mohawk pushed out, angling forward at a forty five degree angle while the back stayed close to his neck.
Punk
The figure looked to be about twenty eight years old, a thick brown mohawk rising above his head.
An Orcish Pardon
Scar snorted as tusk and moonie were helping mohawk and the cage.
Muscle Daddy’s Sexy Game
A quick glance over his shoulder showed the big bear standing there, jerking off and grinning at the mohawked bear looking back to him, with his paw going up again. "ohhh shit!"
The Pig Pen
Hundreds of pounds of porcine fat, tall mohawk, thick beard, nose ring, tattoos. his cock was monstrously thick and pendulously long, pierced as well.
Nuclear Hawwlacaust
The hair on his legs stopped getting thicker, his cock stopped growing and his mohawk topped out at eight inches long.
Forbidden Point
His mohawk scraped the top of the tunnel, tan dust coating his green hair.
Donkey Destiny
Jace continued to bray, throwing his head back, his mohawk tall and proud... but soon he felt a friction, a heat on his legs. it was like stubble, but thousands of times over.
Ekimus' Hike
Stepping back into the shade during a quiet moment ekimus rubbed a paw through his mohawk, grimacing a bit at the way the green fur stood up in sweaty, greasy clumps.
Starburst
The zebra was average height, but his mohawk put him almost at six feet. just as the rest of his short fur was, the mohawk was striped black and white, ending just below his shoulders.
Commission - The Hyena Kingdom - P2
But mohawk gave a grunt of irritation and the youngster settled to lapping and caressing her, encouraging the juices to flow within mohawk so that her mate would be permitted to stuff his form into her.
Collar of the Wild 4
The orange light caught his mohawk, making it look almost like it was on fire. his brown hair had shifted, the mohawk changing from its natural color to a bright fire engine red.