Matheau and Beijore XII: The Ritual
All throughout his speech, beijore just listened, and then silent tars began to roll down her cheeks. everything he said was truth and her heart was near bursting with her love for him.
Math Love Ch. 1
tar sat in his newly acquired seat. "man, this is stupid. the next two months are going to be a living hell." the boy next to him said. "yea i know. but at least it will be easy." taro replied to the boys comment. "the name's taylor wolf. what yours?"
Fun in the Mall
The cum took on a different texture suddenly, looking more like tar - stretchy but firm all at once. although it looked like tar... it was more like skin.
Dinosauria- Chapter 6- Fun at the Mall
The cum took on a different texture suddenly, looking more like tar - stretchy but firm all at once. although it looked like tar... it was more like skin.
Iron Stag (4/8)
Much like what he had found on his hand the substance was not only an opaque black but also shiny, reminding him of tar or something of that nature.
Cabin Boy: A Kidnapping
The pale yellow light played over smooth wooden beams, bundles of tar-smeared caulking and murky bilge water. it also let the rat get a good look at his new prize.
Gadgetzan: We Aim to Please
Draping himself over the head, the red-eyed shortstuff began madly licking up as much of the elf's tar that was within reach, even going so far as to scoop more of it up in his hands to bring to his mouth and gobble down.
All Things Quiet And Sweet 8 - Kill My Generation
Art...rat...tar...wait. tar?_ a light went on inside his head. he had seen the word before, marked quite specifically even. he decided to spell out t a r on the keypad, 827.
Freebird:Childhood: Chapter 3: New beggining..
Turning she walked towards it and saw scorch marks on the tar as she realised it was where she and sparrow landed...well, it was a landing of some sorts.
Daeva Falls to the Fore
He felt the true viscosity of his seed take hold, gushing hot tar into the hungry embrace of the heavy tail.
Windows to the Soul - chap. 23-24 - by Skyfox
I have set the time alert to wake us a quarter tar before arrival," said storm as he stretched out and rested his head on the pillow border. sarah leaned down to scritch his head and place a kiss on his cheek.
Demowned
Oil, or tar, or molasses, those all could compare but even they didn't equal that gratuitously vicious something sticking to his once-pristine floor. by the way it was glistening, he guessed that it was still fresh.