The Silver Renomon Series Chapter 7
Lisa stepped cautiously towards the front door and peeked out the window, then calmly un-cocked her shotgun, and slammed it down on the kitchen table before going back to open the door. "damnit devon!
A Party to (kind of) Remember
He looked to his right and saw a younger pair, probably still in college like him and his sister, sitting side by side on the kitchen table and masturbating as they looked down at his prone and naked form.
Family Secret (Part 2)
Being alone at the kitchen table gave madeline time to think of questions she wanted to ask her sons and she had several. "how long have you and your brother been doing this?
Infestation Stories - Prostate Snatchers
The two chatted over what quickly became many beers at the badger's kitchen table. the younger male didn't seem to have any trouble putting away as many beers as the wolf did. after gus's sixth beer, he let out a belch and a yawn.
A Nightmare: Chapter 4
Folvos was worn out and hoped that his fur was in a decent shape as he walked through the house towards the kitchen table.
Scout's Honor Part 22
He asked, sitting at the kitchen table. his greying ears flicked towards me and his tail bobed behind him. i look at my mother, who looks at me with a smile and shrugs. seriously, am i five? "well, first we finger-painted.
Judy Needs It, Part 1
She reached for the nearest of the stools that were standing around the kitchen table, and yanked it closer, before sitting down onto it with a light thump. she felt her bob-like tail hang over the rear edge as her shoulders tightened.
Lost and Found
He sighs and goes back to the kitchen table and stares at his bag for a bit, then opens it and takes out the purse. it’s still closed.
The Furry Odd Couple
Natasha crawled out of bed and dragged herself to the kitchen and sat with kimberly at the kitchen table. "you don't look so good...didn't sleep well?" the skunk asked innocently enough.
Et tu, Brutus?
Once, big ben had left my terrarium on the kitchen table....only _just_ out of the humongous, black and brown rottweiler's reach. for hours, i cowered while the huge dog clawed at the table....but that was nowhere as bad as the dog's horrendous farts.
Going Under, Chapter 2 - Going Deeper
I made myself something simple and ate at the kitchen table. once i was finished, i returned to the living room. i stopped and looked at harry.
6. When Tomorrow Comes
With the towel around my waist i walked past andy reading a magazine at the kitchen table, sipping on his cup of coffee. "you better hurry up charming, you don't want to be late for work. and your coffee is getting cold."