Taken By The Tusks
"christ, i shouldn't be doing this but god, you have a great muzzle on ya." he reached down and rubbed the back of my head. the praise sent a wave of warmth down to my stomach and made me smile. "mmmm."
The Wedding of Tyka and Scarlet.txt
This we ask in the blessed name of our lord and savior, jesus christ. and now, may the lord bless thee and keep thee.
Twin Desires
"christ, sis, it was more like you _exploded!_" he laughed, "i've _never_ seen a girl come like that before!"
The Long Weekend - Saturday, Midday
christ, what happened to the kid?" jay tapped and shook mark, but he didn't rouse even when jay became rougher than he intended; sighing, jay quickly had a look around at mark.
Inside the Elevator
And who the heck wears a blouse and a jacket of similar colors for christ's sake? "stare much?" i looked away. "wishful thinking, honey." i checked my watch. 4:51 pm.
How It Goes - Part 13
"christ, i'm a fucking idiot... scott, you are the best i've ever had. if i had the choice between anyone else in the world and you, i'd pick you. every time." theo squeezes the wolf tight.
A changing World
"jesus christ amber! a little warning next time?!"
A Couple of Entertainers Part II
"christ, i didn't see _that_ one coming," kado sarcastically moaned. "is sitting through your shitty jokes part of the job? i'll stuff cotton in my ears if it is."
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 18)
\>wikipedia you stupid bitch \>she sounds as if alex is the only other person on earth who knows about the cia's actual attempts to devise a truth serum, which only serves to further spike your blood pressure \>ah christ, okay, now's the best time to take
Daddy Dragon
Jesus christ, his son just kissed him on the lips. then he professed his love. he's gonna goon so hard to that tonight. * * * the meal was a little awkward, but crome had a smile on his lips all throughout.
Samsara, Chapter One
“jesus christ, lady. i just want the pain to go away so i can shoot a fucking porno. can you help or not?” “mike,” daisy whispered. “don’t be mean.” sarika released a growling hiss.
Miss Nadia Demands
christ, it was as beautiful as he remembered-gloriously thick and juicy, creamsicle-colored fur plush and soft over beautifully fatty and jiggly cheeks. he was about to lean his head up to give one cheek a big, wet kiss before she sat down.