Out of Time, Out of Space Chapter 4
"how did they miss that when they frisked you?" rusty inquires. "the coat uses time lord technology, rusty. pockets are bigger on the inside than the outside."
Sensitive Information
"you must be frisked." she didn't wait for him to reply she got on her knees and ran her hands down the outline of tindall's strong deer legs.
Blue's Apartment part 1
She then got down and put the muzzle of the magnum on the back on my head and begun to frisk me. she felt on my legs, my pockets, my thighs, which made me tense up a little bit. she looked up at bush, who wasn't paying her any attention.
The Punch Line
The wolf can feel his pulsing member pushing its way once more through his matted sheath, dripping translucent fluid- leaving a line on his chest fur and spattering against the bears frisking paw.
The Pleased Failure of a Fiendish Fox
The comparatively little fox padded over to the edge of the table, seemingly just enjoying frisking his body this way and that. "and don't act like you're not into this, eating tuna just so you can have, like, your own little sexy science dungeon."
Naive Curiosity
The water was a clear blue, and there was a whole pod of squirtle, frisking in the shallows under the watchful eye of a wartortle. somewhere further out, in the center of the lake, ash thought he saw the fine of a gyrados... "pikakapi?"
Clyde & Reuben - by Kageichi
He frisks his cousin down like any other criminal, adding more pressure on his hips, nips, ass and groin. "aha, what do we have here? a nightstick?" he jerks reuben's cock in his hand.
A Game of Catcher and Skaven, Part 1
As i continue frisking the beast for weapons, now spurred on in case he had more hidden away somewhere, i absentmindedly keep track of all the scars i can see on him, remember back to the battles in which i inflicted them upon him until i find a scar i have
Westwood 3
The guard said as he began to frisk johnny thoroughly. "the names johnny." he sighed as the guard patted down his chest, working his way down his thighs and back up to his butt.
Dragon at the Coffee Shop, P2: Broken Arrow
She stood bolt upright, tail frisking angrily, and pointed her claw at the dragon. “i'm not yourr monnster!" melis' own tail lashed in reply. she gritted her teeth, narrowed her eyes and loomed over the little blue kobold. esme did not back down.
Pokemon Night Care
"vrrrn..." he rumbled next, one of those winged hands gliding all the way down the waiter's side, groping at his hip, frisking him. "aah, would you like me to get you another drink, sir?"
A Snowy Wolf
"either this tree is far stronger then i initially thought it was or i'm really frisking weak..." thomas muttered as he walked off to find another dead tree.