Twilight: Bella Sandwich
Jacob was grateful that he could barely see bella trembling between the two, snogging wolves, and that their heavy fur dampened her screams, but he knew all too well what must be happening to her.
No Point in Keeping Score
Hugh tried to pull away from the giant bull as those heavy furred paws began rubbing the soft wet lips that had replaced his manhood.
Base Rate: Getting to Know you
Small trails recounted my path, leading to the heavy, furred orbs bulging and hanging beneath my muzzle. the eager little whimpers and whines coming from my partner filled my ears, begging me to take them into my paw.
Pillows
Once he got to that point, the heavy fur just pulled the wolf back into a tight embrace, pressing him into the excess adipose which adorned his front and holding him there.
Rewarded Patience
The edge of her pants was found by his claws, the light drag that had her ruffling up her thick heavy fur.
The College Experience (from Freebies Vol. 65)
For nomus and anteo, with their heavy fur, the dry cold air wasn't an issue. "yeah, basically i moisturize," marius said. "see?" he pulled a bottle out of his backpack and tossed it to nomus, who examined the label.
Kitsune I have Known - Rain and Calm
Though her muzzle and forepaws showed scars of battle, the heavy fur on her chest did well to downplay their size or depth.
Slave to a Sadist: Introductions
His heavy fur kept most of his frame hidden, but like most slaves, nothing else shielded him from view. "come closer." three steps brought him within inches of the wolf's crossed knees.
Werecollie Emergence
First rowdy's heavy furred balls pulled up against his body, then a wave of pressure traveled along the dog's swollen cock, throbbing and twitching wildly as it exploded from the tip, wave after unrelenting wave of fertile dogcum flooding her heated womb and
Sins Eden - Chapter 1: Winter Heat
Gaerindor asked, not waiting for her reply as he reached beneath his heavy fur cloak and retrieved a wineskin. viraelia was could not deny how parched her throat was, and when the rat held the drink to her lips, she drank deeply of it.
Arson's Master
Arson sighed, he wore no shirt, it was getting cold outside, this brought food back into the boy's mind, his heavy fur hid the fatless body he owned beneath it's black and orange follicles.
A friend in need.
Cinnamon was in heaven, finally feeling a male after years of lonely heat cycles, she loved every bit of vince's breeding, his muzzle resting against her neck, hips thrusting wildly, his throbbing flesh stretching her heat crazed sex, heavy furred orbs slapping