A Taste of Passion
Ashtalon, the dergling, now found itself in a tug of war between two great toothy jaws, coated and _licked_ all over with saliva and in a worse position than before!
The Last Signs of Summer
The coyote grinned and laughed, and even light couldn't help but giggle as they found themselves practically wrestling, foot against hands, pushing back and forth like a reverse tug of war.
Better Than Shiny Objects
It was like a heady tug of war. like the coming together of magnets. but the pheromones also served another important function: ensuring loyalty. if you were getting a regular dose of a skunk's 'sex scent,' it wasn't something you wanted to give up.
Ebony Love
Letting go of one of his hands, he pulled him back down into another deep, loving kiss, their tongues seeming to play a kind of tug of war as wilson started to thrust up into william's ass. "ahhhhh! ahhh! wilson!"
The Roar Part 2 – by Tatsu Aikuchi. Original story concept by Armorine Eronine
Their tongues played tug of war with each other as they rubbed bodies together. clive moved back towards the left edge of the bed with the hound as their tongues stroked at each other. 'am i really doing this with a guy?'
Star Fox Chronicles: Chapter 14: Jovey Jadestar
Her smile faded and she growled while trying to win the tug of war between the larger wolf. the pitbull was unsuccessful but still held on with an iron grip.
Fixing the First Mistake
A tug of war ensued, kurt desperately trying to conceal his modesty until sarah dug her claws in and ripped the bag out of his hands. sarah fell back onto her rear. reflexively, she spread her legs to get out of the way of the- penis, she realised.
Commission: Pop Goes the Dragoness
The bizarre nature of what she was seeing, as if the vines were playing tug of war with her, distracted her from the true threat.
Cry Me a Murder (part nine): The other side of Zero
I was caught in a tug-of war between two worlds, with one leg in each camp. i twiddled the phone in my hand, about to call quinn.
Fallen Angels, Part Nine - Sing me a Song, Dead Girl
_ i was caught in a tug-of-war between two identities, both wanting to take control. both were present, separate and clear. it was as if my brain was working at two frequencies at the same time.
So This Funny Thing Happened and Then This And Then...
of war with something pushed inside me...against my prostate...forcing extra fluids and extra pleasure out of me...could almost make you lightheaded...
Evolution Part I: Chapter Eleven
I wasn't showered with attention like a house pet, but i knew daily affection in the form of the visiting lab techs and sometimes they even stayed after hours to play ball and tug of war with us.