Denial
The wolf sighed as he concluded his calculated speech, one that he was, unfortunately, relatively used to giving, simply with different scenes and descriptors each time. he hesitantly patted curdu's unoccupied knee. "i'm sorry son. i really am."
Smokin' hot encounter
You remove your #pantsutype, finding them uncomfortable in all this heat anyway, and idly let your penis and #descriptor #lips/sack "breathe" in the open air.
A Too-Real Descent Through Hell
Ripe, ready to burst, eager to take a load off, and all of those descriptors implied that he was gonna be the recipient of all of that. dreisar felt scared, and yet somehow excited and energetic.
CH7: Or Were You Looking at the Deer in the Red Dress?
“perhaps rivalry is a better descriptor. she's a member of the thorny coven, a group of witches known to revel in the darker magics. necromancy, illusionism, death casting, enchantmentations, pyromancy, mind rape, among other things.
HATSSSSS Chapter Twenty-four
It was the 21st century and they were still using that silly descriptor for the nether regions, huh? he shouldn’t have been doing this. leo cleared the search history, trying to toss out the entire thought process as well.
Gretta's Gas Experimentation
Like tulip, he couldn't think of a word to describe it, but it wasn't because he was struggling to find an appropriate descriptor.
Sea, Sand and Spirits
"of course you can use any of the fox descriptors, too, and get away with it as well. i bet drinking with the nagas were fun, we only met them briefly ourselves, but they seem like a fun bunch of guys." "you bet," tarras responded.
Hyla Brokenfang at the Witch's Ball
He went on like this for almost a minute, continually adding place descriptor after place descriptor. marl nudged hyla's ribs and whispered low, "never heard colfor's full name, huh?" the badger shook her head.
Learning to Love Your Work
Domineering seemed an apt attitude descriptor. elaine felt compelled to obey, setting a cheap foldout chair a few feet from the dragoness. she crossed her legs when she sat down, in part to close her thighs around her own worked up sex.
His Place in Her World
'easy' would not have been his choice of descriptor. it wasn't as simple as just wanting it--nothing was. but her soft smile, deep blue gaze, and the weight of the collar in his hands all seemed to ease the burden of the answer.
Where Dragons Rule: Lyndria Chapter 15
But there are no other descriptors which can accurately capture the level depravity consuming us now." "yeah, i heard the humans want to 'unseat the false gods' or some nonsense."
Tales From Switch City: Cris' Tale
The answer became apparent when he looked at his hands, though that descriptor was increasingly inaccurate. his fingernails were now black in color and appeared to be sharp claws. he had claws. but why?