Leaves
Kayais couldn't help but notice how toned her calf felt resting on his legs. the femme murhred in satisfaction, leaning backward to lie on the rock. he watched bottom of her breasts rise and fall as he began to kneed the muscles with his thumbs.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 36: Secrets
I want to get michelle and the calf out. i want to get the young out. hell, i want out of here too. but tyler-" he dropped off with a sigh.
(Commission) Renamon vs Guilmon
The moment his hips bucked, body canting at a slight incline, ren used the new space between his back and the grass to slip a calf under his head.
Disease, Chapter 2
He ran his eyes over his left calf, looking at a scar you can barely see under his fur. _when did these briefs get so tight?_ he asked himself, noticing how much muscle he's gained . he probably could use some new clothes.
A Bronze Rising: Funkin Farn
I was able to return to the clearing before midday, another ram lodged between my jaws and a mother with her calf in each of my front paws. i was content to see my companion had not, in fact, been eaten by wild animals.
Contact - Part 1
The rods in his arm and right calf were forgotten. he caught a shocked gasp through his ringing ears. "are you all right?" her voice soothed him. the girl from before stumbled through the bushes and roots.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 75
Blood poured from the widened bite marks and down his calf in rivulets. ander's screams were short and haggard, broken by his body's need for air. he gasped and screamed, gasped and screamed, unable to stop himself. "there ya go!"
Rubdown
Once the black cat was situated, she began to press and knead in smooth pulling motions along one calf, then the other.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 14
She grabbed him around the calf, not knowing what she was going to say until the words had already left her mouth. "don't go out there, sorrin! please!" "they're cutting our tent, taberah!"
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 14
She grabbed him around the calf, not knowing what she was going to say until the words had already left her mouth. "don't go out there, sorrin! please!" "they're cutting our tent, mellah!"
The old red hen and the big bad fox chapter 3
Wiping himself clean with the adjacent tablecloth he leaned back and yawned, before his overfed body succombed to the latest stuffing. he was now happily snoring, his paw kicking beneath the plumped calf above as he chased some dream pastry. the hen once more
Contact - Part 2
His right calf spasms as the pain of those nails flared into his mind. breathe, hold, count, and release. breathe, hold, count, and release. breathe, hold, count, and release. the hand landing on his shoulder made him jump.