Silken Clasp
nosk had been lethargic recently... and the pheromones... oh, gods. nosk was already pregnant again. weak and trembling on the floor, hornet eyed nosk's modestly swollen torso with misery.
Amongst the Deep Ones
I could not see from there, but she had stabbed her needle into the nosk's backside and was now pulling on threads attached ot it to lasso and pull the nosk off me.
An Alien Wife
Everyone that visited nosk seldom left central to explore what nosk was really like beneath the ivory surface that was the heart of their homeland.
Ashla Anal
Her preferred position was "cowgirl" as it was called on nosk. she picked up the toy and rinsed it under her sink. she was honestly proud she could take the entire length.
Down The Tubes
I was surprised he even knew what a nosk is. "a nosk?! what a fiendish encounter... so few in hallownest have any information on those beasts... but if what we know about it is true... who did it disguise itself as?"