Socks to be you!
With their eyes shutting tight they spun around, pressing the first filthy sock harder against their muzzle while thrusting into the other.
Magical Adventure 2
Noticing the cat's change in expression the canine gave him a wicked look, "something the matter you filthy sock cleaner?" he said as he shoved his foot as far as it could go into the poor feline's maw.
Under Their Feet
Five pairs of dirty shoes, filthy socks, and rank feet had walked through that door. the hyena currently was sitting on the chair, with his own rank socked feet sitting on either side of london's head.
A Dirty Job
He shouted, although it was barely audible thanks to the filthy sock muffling his speech.
EXTREMELY dirty socks, & the filth addicted catboy...
When the lion finished, he just slipped his boots back on, instead of throwing his filthy socks away, he just kept wearing them. walking away with that nasty sound of those big footpaws, squishing in all the filth inside his boots.
Magical Adventures
In a flash the rat shoved the filthy sock into the feline's mouth, which reflexively tried to spit the thing out in surprise, although his attempts were thwarted as the rat shoved another sock over the cat's muzzle and wrapped it in duct tape.
Twists of Fate
Zoe got a ribbon from her dresser, then went to the laundry hamper and pulled out a filthy sock. she kneeled down in from of him and said "i wore this all month for gym". she rolled it up and slipped it over his muzzle as if putting on a stocking.
Paws for Reflection (Anthro Wolf/Jackal tf)
His sweat-soaked filthy socks came next, revealing his light shaded feet, a stark contrast to the tan skin between his socks and shorts.
No Turning Back
Better than that was how their tight, filthy socks started to fray as well, the layers of material parting with a satisfying rip.
Astray - Week Two
He stood there in his filthy socks... it made some sense, gary guessed, that he'd have wanted to change out of anything reminding him of the detention center.
"The Perfect Roommate" - Story by Kaz
Tristan spotted one of his filthy socks that he'd lost a few weeks ago, perched precariously over the husky's genitals, hugging the rim of that smegma-caked sheath.