Small Town Sheriff, Big Problems. Chapter 1: Organized Chaos
As if to emphasize her point, several drops of water fell from the brim of her trooper cowboy hat. "yeah. i'm not bringing out the search dogs either, this rain has destroyed any hope of tracking." dan said, as his radio beeped. "o'bern."
One Lucky Cub part V
Another round of orgasms and another change; ralph rode baloo reverse cowboy while jack muzzle fucked the bear. kit was in the mean time riding cowboy style theo while stroking his wood and when he shot his load theo almost caught it all in his mouth.
Not your Typical Western.
He yelled as he ran, a paw on his cowboy hat that he was afraid would be blown off from his running.
Robery and Revenge
He'd only been here a year, and had never seen cowboys before. the trio were an imposing bunch. in the middle was a tall lanky palomino. his white shirt was dust covered and his jeans hung tight against his hips.
Costumed Chaos
The black leather motorcycle style boot wasn't tangled with jema's brown tooled leather cowboy boot, it had merged with it. somehow the two girls now shared a knee, calf, and foot between them.
Dylan and Xander: Dylan’s First Rodeo
But something about the bar's signage drew him in: a buff coyote cowboy shaped out of pink neon. his cowboy hat was pulled down, abs on full display. had he not been so anxious, it may have made the digimon laugh.
Them Bucking Horses!
_For Bucker_ **Them Bucking Horses!** ** ** I'll never forget the look on that hyena's face. Well, it ain't every day you find a man in the stables with two massive stallions, wearing a Stetson and riding boots. And nothing else. "Howdy Marcel....
My Personal Demon Ch. 2
But i've seen worse in new york, a lot of wanna-be cowboys dressing in fringed leather shirts and jackets, jeans that were too tight, and bright, mock leather boots that no sane person on earth would wear.
Alone With Company
The space cowboy used a trailer tether system, which hung out the rear like a spinal column with several kilometres of cargo boxes attached.
Sylvester's Family Tales 13
Sylvester rummaged through his room, tossing aside clothes and school supplies, looking for anything that could pass as a costume. His roommate's words echoed through his head: "Halloween is pretty big in this school, you need a costume." Sylvester...
The Wastes- Chapter 1: To the Victor...
I didn't get all that much feedback on the teaser I posted for this, but I don't care. I like where this story is going. Enjoy! ...
In Heat (Part 3)
With luck the man at my table would be willing, and he'd be cute enough to make me forget that texas drawl and those ice-blue eyes... ...which were now staring out at me from under that cowboy hat. "hey there, son. fancy meetin' you here." "m-mr.