Hey Howdy Hey!
He had come prepared and hadn't worn anything underneath, revealing his hard, red erection jutting out from his burly sheath. matt followed suit, letting his jeans and shirt fall to the floor.
Potion Mastery
The wooden surface was well worn, and the rather, well, smooth surface of that grey belly would make it easy and splinter free.
Don't Mess With Magical Objects
"the bangle of ouroboros must be handled with care, for if worn having not said the correct enchantment, it will come to life and bite the wearer, transforming him or her.
The Iron Wolf Chapter 2, the peasant's minister
The prime ministers robe was a large, red, sleeveless coat normally worn over the apprentice garb. inile shut the door, pulled off his chest plate, slid out of his leathers and into his apprentice garb, and then into the robe worn by his father.
D is really for...
"sorry, very worn in habit. for the ampallang and apadravya we won't be able to clamp and do them at the same time, i can still do this but i have to hold your tip with a hand. how do you feel about doing this?"
Same Procedure Ass Every Year
Even holding it like that, he could smell it...fragrant and musky...damn...ball musk, he was sure of it, the tiger hadn't joked about wearing it...it seemed clean enough, but he'd definitely worn it...
Short: Kobold Eviction
At the very least she could make threats, opening her mouth she spoke out, "i'll gut you as soon as this poison of yours has worn out, i hope you know that."
The Sexual Chronicles (ii): The Nightmare Continues
Eclipsing the old worn-down stone house lay a rocky cliff curving to the left with a path rising from the bottom.
Sekhmet Reborn: Sekhmet
Claws tore their way out of the toes of his worn nike's. the human watched in fascination as his growing paws ripped their way free from his shoes.
The Young Wild -- chapter 1
He waved clumsily, his father at his side, fur worn and weathered from the journey. the younger buck ran ahead, the elder left behind shaking his head affably.
Socks to be You
A sock to be worn by a person he hated and who he doubted would help him even if he could beg for mercy.
Object of Your Desire
Randy pulled it from the shelf, carefully cradling it as he stepped down, as the binding was quite worn and loose.