Mutilation Test V.1
I managed to cut through after the third swing. i looked up at her head; the last part i had to remove. tears were streaming down her face, and she was thrashing her head back and forth.
Book 1, Genesis: Chapter 12: Central Park
"what are you afraid someone will see you on the swing or that it'll break? if 600 pound fat men can try their hand at swinging on swings without them breaking i'm sure that it won't be an issue for you."
(Beyond the Course) Chapter One: The Last Of Summer
You see, gavin, along with his looks, always had a swing that i long admired. the way he swings looks so smooth and easy looking, it's the prettiest golf swing i ever seen.
Animalands Adventures 1, Clive's Odyssey
He puts his pistol away and starts swinging from vine to vine. the gorilla sees this and starts swinging off of vines too. "gah!" clive grabs a vine and swings around the tree instead of going forward.
Chapter 41: Goodnight Sweet Princess
Then he took her paw and led her toward the swing. not certain what was happening or why she was letting it happen, wynn sat on the swing, still unable to stop staring at sylas.
WANTED: MiLF's
Slowly her weight shifted, swinging her body until her large rump sat in the latex swing surface and held her up rather well. she felt the swing move a bit as she spread her legs open and showed off her panties beneath her skirt.
Party After
His jock soaked in its slime, marinating his swinging blue balls as he stumbled into the sorority lounge.
Happy Endings and Black Roses
I walk over to the swing set and open my bag. i pull out a long black belt and tie it to the top of the swing set. struggling i try to stand on the seat of the swing. the belt is around my neck now and i am preparing to walk off.
An Experiment in Streetfighting
With no way to completely dodge the swinging pipe, i tilted my head in the direction of the swing and shrugged my shoulder, letting the pipe impact the meat of my shoulder.
The Book 1
She lifts the pick, panting heavily before swinging it down again, striking the rock with a pathetic ting. prakibak stomped forward and scowled down at tik tik. "you call that a swing? what kind of kobold are you if you can't dig!"
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twenty Seven
A loud _chunk_-ish sound came from above me, and i dove out of the way just as a massive wooden blade came swinging down from the ceiling. it whizzed past, continuing its arc upwards before swinging back the way it'd come like a pendulum.
Sitter
Brian carried me into the living room, setting me into the baby swing. i felt myself grow harder as the swing pushed my diaper up against me. brian pressed a button and the swing began to move back and forth.