~ Scent of Ash and Velvet: Part II ~
Her breath hitched. she nosed at the water bucket, but the cold couldn’t wash the heat from her chest. she stepped back, turned, and slipped quietly through the barn doors into the pasture.
~ Beneath the Surface ~
His breath hitched, then broke into a desperate, low groan as he followed, surrendering to the flood of pleasure that crashed through him in deep, rolling waves.
Runaway 01
After that sara simply began walking north on us-89 as she tried to hitch-hike out of the state without knowing where the road she was on would take her.
Big Loads, Best Friends
He hitch-hiked after his car broke down in a remote area. without a cell phone or a call box that he could use to get a tow truck, he hitch-hiked for several miles south until he approached a small town.
The Stable Boy
But it was not all that much time before he began to wonder where master was and why he had not needed to hitch up any of the ponies. in time the muck cart filled up and he and the ponies both had run out of food.
Willing
Assuming master was instead planning on abusing him, slave hitched the leather belt around his hips, held his tail high, and stood next to the bed. master smiled. "no sex, slave. just lie here, next to me, and go to sleep."
Star Gazing: Introduction
The fox's breath hitched as sarah stopped; her hand resting on the car door's handle.
Guild Initiation
I groaned at the feeling of his uneasy, hitching breath on me. “now, please suck on it." he closed his eyes, a tear escaping, but did as i asked. his inexperienced mouth was incredible.
Existence: introduction
For seven years, he led this life, making a course throughout the states by hitch-hiking and bus rides.
Would you like ahh...m...milkshake? (Part 1)
Sarah's nipples were at painful attention atop her jiggling boobs as they throbbed needfully, thickening with every hitching breath and convulsion of her increasingly powerful pussy walls.
Captured Thief 2
_ he thought with a little flinch, her breathing coming in a little hitch as she swung back and forth, writhing with a rattle of the chains.
The Mountain's Heart
Like he was memorizing every swoon, every hitch of breath. no one saw him as fully as bram. not in all his centuries.