A Servant's Heart, Chapter 14
We land, open the hold and let them tractor out their crates and then we'll be on our way. i hate sticking around. i'm always worried they'll decide i belong there."
Worship Thick Crocodile Milfs
He could no longer just sit on the crate she'd perched him on; jack laid flat on his back as his legs uselessly wrapped around one of arabella's thighs.
Fondlings at the Cafe
He kept his beak trained at the puffy flesh of ilorek's soft pucker as he used his own talons to adjust the crate to be right underneath ilorek's tail.
That Warm, Moist Summer Breeze
Desmond found a crate nearby. its faded paint promised apples but desmond heard brushes and other such grooming tools jostling inside as he scooted it up to summer breeze.
Attention for Andrew - Part One
Thus, large wooden crates were not his remit. there came a day though, perhaps a year or more after andrew had first noticed the crate, when finally he found himself looking inside it.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 142
Nathanial telekinetically reached into a crate of grenades and pulled the pins out of fifteen of them -- he made sure to hold the levers in place so they didn't arm.
Wild Horse Whispering
Adharc grunted and wobbled on the crate, ultimately catching himself on the fence. "gonna be troublesome, huh?" he puffed. he stepped off the crate and took a moment to do away with his jeans.
Break Time
He fucked harder and deeper than any of the previous ones, throwing her legs over his shoulders while he planted his hands on the crate.
Corrupted Candyland
There was a crate - the very crate that he recognized as having the gryphon in it. thankfully for him, the crate was made entirely out of gingerbread. if they trapped him inside this kind of crate, he could probably eat his way out.
Hired Hand 10
They explained that even though the crates were tied down, they didn’t want to risk anything happening. so the plan was that two would ride in the back and keep the crates steady while another drove. “alright, so how about danny and me?”
Small Town Sheriff, Big Problems: Intro
Allison darted into the darkness, shotgun at the ready, scanning the interior with her flashlight, showing a long hallway, lined with old half rotten crates. dan ducked in a second later.
Far From Home. Chapter One.
Their heavy steps shook the crate as the two very large, imposing canines peered over the box at the humans within.