Track and Field: Part 7
One of his strong hands stroked gently down the side of my face. his fluid, dancing fingers traced pleasant, tingling lines against my cheek that left my skin burning in their wake.
Revaramek The Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Five - Ninety Seven
“stroking me that way.” nyramyn’s paw stilled. “would you rather i stroke you another way?” a grin spread over revaramek’s muzzle. “very funny. i just…” he trailed off, feeling like a youngling afraid of accidentally offending a female.
"Family Tails" - Chapter 20
The lynx allowed ron to give the fur on her back a few strokes before going over to rob. he did the same as ron had done, holding his the back of his hand out for the female lynx to sniff.
Just a Normal Study Session
After just a few more strokes, the _ding_ of a bell made her pause. glecion's ears twitched again, though at least she hadn't moved her head. "is that the doorbell?" "sure sounds like it," caden replied.
(Commission) Renamon vs Guilmon
But despite his complete helplessness, ren noticed how he groped her thighs during scissorholds, his dull claws stroking her knotted muscles. "you like it down there, don't you?"
High School Days Ch2: Young Love Part 2: Torn
Todd cried out louder then ever as david's paw gripped his cock, and a few quick strokes sent the fox yiffing over the edge.
Rape Breeding (Unfinished Stories #4)
He was in the bush, slowly stroking his cock when he saw a female rabbit walking by looking a little nervous, he looked closer to see she had her hand down her pants and she was heading for his bush.
All's Fair
Carle kissed his lover's neck while he stroked him, every movement of his gentle hand causing feirn's body to shiver and jerk.
Werewolves and lovers
He gently stroked her hair, the pair rocking back and forth slowly, as one cried, and one comforted.
Sunlight Through The Clouds: Rising Sun [Chapter 2]
Jergo stroked his beard. "it is possible though i'm gonna prune that fantasy of yours a wee bit and warn ya that a full on physical transformation is not a pleasant one.
Tales of the Shop Keeper: Rush Week
The thought was rewarded with a burst of pleasure, his hands starting to stroke along the massive shaft, thick pre-seed dripping from the tip as a cruel smile crossed his face.
Happiness is the weight of my collar
Jim pondered his offer, stroking his chin stubble and pursing his lips. finally he reached out and handed the leash out to torben. "take her boy; you take good care of her now.