Bloody Knuckle
And for me, it was showtime. chief and i left the other guy in the hallway, and he walked me to the ring through a sea of screaming furs who wanted to see some bloodshed.
Bee Yourself
It's showtime, girls!" the call startled saba out of his trance. showtime indeed, then. ~\*~ saba had never really been a regular patron of this sort of establishment, so he wasn't sure what sort of crowds to expect.
Adult Modified Sneaky Monsters
showtime, john thought to herself, and leapt her way to the broken down home. the door to the home quickly slammed shut and locked, just as john landed at the side of the house.
One Lucky Cock
The theme this month was "showtime!" and the story contains m/m sex and copious use of sex toys between consenting adults. ^^ **one lucky cock** "you all know how this works guys.
Maverick Hotel Part 11
"showtime, boys!" val slammed her door open, as did me and blu. a few more explosions echoed. "let's fuck shit up! go, go go!"
Spyro the slut; bonus ch
showtime!' spyro thought and started walking towards the cloaked figure. he made sure to sway his purple hips as he walked across the room to meet his new customer.
Folsom Chapter 10: The Party
It was showtime. amethyst walked merrily throughout their way to the front door, her chain held taught by the older pig. helga, compared to the rest that walked in, dressed rather casually.
Checking Out from the Veterinary Hospital
"mmmm... it's showtime, handsome... put on a good one for the guests." bear tried to open his mouth, tried to plead... nothing but a wheeze of air came out of his throat, the poor boy left voiceless from his earlier surgery.
Hieroglyphs
It's showtime, baby!" as he reached for the driver side's door handle, i asked, "wait. can i drive?" "drive? do you even know how to drive a stick?" "are you kidding? i learned how to drive with a stick! i can drive one in my sleep!"
Rory's Dance
." ### rory: showtime! i move out into the room with a gliding step, turn to face the camera mounted above the laptop -- the place where i hear master's voice. "hello. i'm rory, and i'm master damien's slave -- until midnight.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Seven)
showtime, and i was the only witness, should anything go wrong. sweat had started to bead above my eyes, which i wiped away with the back of my hand. it didn't return to my side, but instead gripped one of the diamond-shaped knobs.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Three)
My palms were clammy as i picked up the receiver; it was showtime. "team chaotix, we never turn down work that pays." "that's a good policy." it was n, alright, and five minutes early if the clock could be believed.