The King's Justice
The musky marks would remain on the lion's furs for quite some time, he knew, grinning harshly while his paw flew over his member, milking even further seed from his surging cock.
Barnaby's Crooked Mile
Casually, phillip turned, and walked out of the musk-marked meeting room, the sounds of the party returning at full blast, leaving behind only a martini glass, a set of crumpled clothing, and a mass of pungent seed.
His Further Education 5
Precum painted the green dragon's stomach, making him slick, making him musky, marking him as hers. forward, back, forward, back, her ass cheeks clapping together from their size and her speed.
Belleton, Chapter Fourteen
The leopard aimed his musky mark up over the rabbit's back, darkening solierre's orange fur and matting it down over the glistening black tiger stripes.
Interest for Interest 1
Her balls slapped against his chin, leaving a musk-mark of their own. thrust, gulp. he swallowed hard around the tips of her cocks, tasting more of them. thrust. thrust. thrust. stop.
Rocketing Around the Galaxy 8
He imagined that he'd be wearing that musk-mark for a while, if not all the way to nidavellir. shaking his head, he got to his feet. his cock throbbed hard, and he could tell that rocket was at least a little tempted by it.
A Lesson in Desecration
Tags: m/f, transformation, werelion, kitsune, ball growth, edging, vaginal, knot, knot fucking, orgasm, cum, scent, musk, marking, hyper orgasm, sacrilege, blasphemy,
Leon's Draconic Conquest
He shook his head, which only served to grind the typhlosion's toes further against his cheek, leaving little sweat-musk marks behind. the smell would get to him soon enough, and - yes, there it was.
The Gargoyle's Bride
He pulled out and washed the thing he had claimed in his musk, marked her, proclaimed her for his clan. in the distance, from the dusk beyond the open window, another roar greeted his. father was coming, father would wish a turn with his thing.
Rise of the Blessed Hyenas 1
The smell of piss on her body added to that, her nose responding to the musky markings. breathing it in even made her moan. standing back, banzai and ed watched as shenzi's pseudopenis stood at full attention.
Scent of The Wolf
She certainly didn't mind the musk marking her, in what little of her mind still worked. even once the wolfess yanked out of her throat with an omnidirectional splatter of cum to paint her dazed expression with cum, she wasn't thinking much more quickly.
Slut's Self-Discovery 1
Sometimes, he would pull his head back, letting it spurt against the walls or near the floor, following the instinct to musk-mark his territory, but most of the time he kept sucking on it.