Pokephilia Story - A Frog who Took it Too Far (Sariah P.3)
Razor was usually gung-ho and itching to start whenever it came to sex. but sariah knew he was right. this was the first time they had tried this type of sex. and though while it was exciting, sariah still felt a growing anxiety in her heart.
Financial Aid
They quickly figured out that uplifting prey worked as well as preds, and just went gung-ho. hundreds of species hit the program's radar, and they're still going today. i follow jordan back to his room dejectedly.
Pokemon: Moral Shadows- Chapter 1
Running in gung-ho might look bad on us." as i responded, tony hauled his dumb ass of the log he was sitting on. walking up to me, he shoved the bat into my hand; "anna, just shut up and do your job."
Spirit Bound: Chapter 117
Si tai gung cheng's kwoon, i mean." jim nodded in confusion. "if your dorm is nearby, like a few blocks, i could just open a portal to the kwoon's showers like i do every day and find your room from there. i don't know why i didn't think of it before."
Late to Love.
Normally when you come in here you're all gung ho about this, so what's wrong?" elizabeth pondered, tell her or not? she compromised with a partial explanation. "it's relationship problems."
The Outer Flame: Kapitel 8 - Plan B
Ich kann dann in deinen geist eindringen und dir die nã¶tige kraft dafã¼r zur verfã¼gung stellen..." joel sah ihn mit unglã¤ubigen blick an. "und das soll funktionieren...? ich dachte immer das... ist das nicht ein weinig... klischeehaft...?"
Adipose City: Turf Wars
That being said, while he was certainly full of company patriotism, he wasn't quite as gung-ho as his peers thought. fighting an enemy of the corporation was awesome; fighting it with friends was infinitely better.
The Brother's War-Chapter 1
"i can do this all gung-ho style." he took out all the weapons from his 50-kilo backpack. 2 panzer faust, a couple of molotovs, 5 m24 grenades, the mp40, g41 and lastly, a sterling patchett.
The Swarm (part two of three)
He hissed as orgasm poured through him, sending thicker and heavier spurts of yellow gunge into the tendril’s tube, his mutation, finally, complete. there was no past life for him, nothing.
A Night with Lance's Parents
He was gung-ho to fuck mom but dad seemed off-limits somehow. "listen-, sir-," he tried to say. "relax, desmond. just relax, son. how about we move all this into the bedroom?" "i-, yeah.
Humphrey's Lemon Drawer: Down The List
"a second ago, you were all gung-ho about this, now you're just some cock-hungry slut!" another slam upward seemed to make salty physically choke, not helped at all by the way humphrey's paw was now holding his muzzle down against his knot.
Lust in Oviposition
The eggs too were not all the same sizes, though they were slick and soft with goop, which was pleasant, a soft aroma rising from the gunge.