Knocked Up On Pride
The stud between the two of them had settled for something as simple as some cloacalingus, dining on the excess of whatever creamy residue still remained within mighty's vent as he laid there waiting to feel the heat within him simmer down.
Civic Duty
\>Be a large theropod. \>Need cloaca serviced on a regular basis, and you can't do it yourself. \>Other theropods are rare enough that your urgency can become a... problem. \>There are clinics, but they aren't covered by most insurance, and the...
The Dragon Trap
\>Out on the town, looking for hookups \>In a dragon bar, usually there's a few size difference fetishists in these so it doesn't take much effort \>A beautiful, elegant dragon nervously sits down next to you and stammers out a greeting \>She's...
Scavenger's Feast
The flow of time felt fluid and unimportant as he concentrated on cloacalingus, exploring the nooks and crannies of the clenching, churning, creamy bird sex.
Leaf
You had to sink in your teeth all the way; air made the blood bitter. He'd heard it from Cal too many times to count. The canopy blocked most of the light; the leaves, almost all of it. Bycil watched from a few yards behind Caldain, who lay fond...