Unpleasant Developments, Chapter one: Breakfast and Bedlam.
.\* in response, i shot an impressive load of extra thick otterspunk, splattering his throat in creamy goodness. some leaked out of his mouth, dripping onto the once black blankets. currently, they were a good shade of gray. "gehhh..."
Chapter 1: Morning Shower
As foul as the taste was, it was just the thing to send him over the edge and soon his muzzle, chest, tummy and paws were all sticky with otterspunk. orgasm wracked his body and the otter cried out loudly to nobody in particular.
Cream Donations
Late to start testing that now but it seems like a good thing t oask" "do you have a patreon i can support your beautiful dick magic at on a regular basis" "this is the sexiest act of fratricide i have ever witnessed" "to your left you see the beautiful otterspunk
Black and White-White
He sniffed his paw to find it was, indeed, otterspunk. he resisted the urge to lick it off. jizzal must have noticed tris' near partaking of his seed because he spoke up, "well i thought you'd find ottercream tastier to wake up to than whipped cream."
Black and White-Black
He sniffed his paw to find it was, indeed, otterspunk. he resisted the urge to lick it off. jizzal must have noticed tris' near partaking of his seed because he spoke up, "well i thought you'd find ottercream tastier to wake up to than whipped cream."
Chapter 1 (Bisexual Version)
Her cunny clenched around the black shaft inside of her and that sent kellinous over, slamming his shaft deep into her as he came hard, splattering this ropes of otterspunk deep into his first hole of the day.
Every Dog Has Its Day
Baz whimpered as the first few strands of otterspunk were shot down his throat, before he had time to pull up enough to really savor the salty taste.
Public Pool
He does as he's told, bending forward and placing his palms on the wall, a mixture of pool water and otterspunk slowly dribbling down his inner thighs. sigh. - otter shuffles up behind you.
The Champion of Ylot: 3, Crossing the Border
When he was finished, and the skink had stepped down from the bench with his blue cock diminishing and withdrawing into his genital slit, kas picked up the towel he had used to wipe the otterspunk off his face and discretely spat the skinkcum into it.