Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Eight
"no corn field this time?" toke asked when she set him down. he tried to give her a smile, but failed. "desperate times call for desperate measures," zashiel replied, and shed her jacket, leaving her in her sleeveless shirt.
Commission: Bar Dogs
Fingers ran nails through his fur, parting it, leaving trails like corn fields along his back from one shoulder to the next.
Efrim and the Prologue
The mesas are long gone, having been replaced by an expanse of flat, homogenous corn fields rolling by while the low drone of the highway is a heavy echo. i am almost there. "yes." my neck feels stiff as i turn away from the passing landscape.
Cloud Tears - Part 1
They didn't even have enough males to work the corn fields. so, to keep the city from falling into bankrupt, the king got to a peaceful arrangement. for the first time in vemiria's history, shauv'n commoners were allowed to establish into it.
TMC-01 The Mighty Courageans
There was a fair wind just before i came in from the corn fields."
Worth Redemption
When he peeked over the edge of the hill, he saw two of the infantry heading in their direction, and he hastily army-crawled to a neadby corn field, gesturing his friend to follow.
The Art of Chance: Three
When the destroyed patch of corn field came into view his heart sank. reza wasn't there. the cornstalks still looked as pitiful as the day before, covered with a light layer of dust. he pulled into the impromptu layby and killed the engine.
(Dawn) #004 - Farm Life
With a laugh, the naked girls picked up their clothing and started off through the corn field, vaporeon trailing behind. his cock was beginning to swell again at the sight of their hot swaying asses.
Rivers of Suggestion
It had been said (and field, for one, believed it), that a fur had been tracked through a corn field. five feet ... tall. had been the corn. and the trolley had mowed it down as if it were grass. as if the trolley itself was a combine.
Born to lose, Chapter two
His appreciation was a plain as pine-trees in a corn-field. for so long i had masturbated using a cupped paw rather than a full grip. this was a 'tradition' i attempted to pass along to my recently declared boyfriend.
Were-Walton's Night Out
Scolded a frazzled phrin, fixing her hair back as she applied the top slice to the now perfectly made snack for the gator, "my apologies...car's lookin' better than a hen in a corn field ms. phrin." yes!
Just One More Night
Clay ran a red light at the base of the ramp and sped down a narrow freeway, surrounded by corn fields. he looked down one more time. cody was out cold. his breathing was uneven, feebly gasping.