Chapter 2: A Test of Wills
marcel, who walked into class loudly, complaining about her apparently malfunctioning alarm clock. ms. marcel was a bitter old woman who liked to bitch about anything and everything.
Firestorm - Ch 8: Defiance
Kyroo had a small coughing fit but it was drowned out when marcel, his voice catching slightly, said "so leslie is doomed." kain shrugged helplessly. "i'll keep looking, but you know what silver would say." marcel dropped his eyes. "yeah.
The Werewolf of Odessa - Chapter 8 - Meet the Stalker
marcel seemed to be always hanging around her lately; maybe he was lonely. tampon box still full, put it away till next month. could marcel have a crush on her? he was so young. tampon box still full?
Chapter Thirteen
Her and commander marcell had not slept together in months.
Casino Naja
marcel/sable/anthony was in the salon, losing money was always, when dunya entered the bar area and slid up beside williams once again.
Somebody's Got To Do The Dirty Work - Part 2
While i eat, i see fido and marcel, being dragged upstairs and outside by some goat who smells of the stable.
Firestorm - Ch 9: Deployment
marcel looked the dessert fox over. he was about the same height and weight as marcel, although most of that was fat as opposed to hard muscle. but the fur on his face and paws was dark enough to pass for black.
Serval and Sheep Prologue: SIDE SHEEP
The smallest animal of the bunch, marcel, grips his horn in mock frustration, while absentmindedly spinning. "man, i'm jealous. desmond had a stadium full of girls foaming at the mouth for him.
Prince of G nation: Chapter 4; Recapture
It was a holographic communicator that allowed him to talk straight to marcel. "what is it marquis? why are you using an emergency signal?" marcel looked around and noticed marvin. "and what is he doing there?"
Lovers Sonata
Oooh, marcel, give me a cream pie. hahahaha!" "listen. keep your filthy talk to yourselves, she's not a slut. she deserves better."
Traum oder Wirklichkeit teil 2
Ich war sofort wieder geil und schob marcel meinen penis stück für stück hinten rein. sein hintern war so eng das ich ganz schön drücken musste ob wohl ich spürte wie sich marcel entspannte. musste ich mich stück für stück vor arbeiten bis zum ende.
M.I.A.
The gasped cry was in stark contrast to marcel's normally growling voice.