Chapter 5: Whispers
He shouted and there was a barrage of fire from everyones guns and the lothians began to drop.
Drop the Beat
There was no pause, no acknowledgement of the severity of the action, simply a push by the snake and a short drop by the otter.
A Long Drop
The mouse smiled as the numbers continued to drop, falling closer and closer to one.
Goop to the Last Drop
The stallion's massive, flaccid pink maleness dropped across mercury's head and muzzle.
Little Drop of Poison
How many drops of drake blood needed to concoct a type of oil that burns green in color.
Don't Drop the Soap
"oh now you drop the soap..."
Every Divine Drop
Your god, for whom every drop you spill and every drop you receive is freely given."
Ball Drop
The "ball drop" was a new year's eve tradition among red dragons -- a classic way to ring in the new year, especially at a new year's eve party.
And Not A Drop To Drink
I took a moment to drop back into my seat, breathing heavily. the air in this place was getting a might bit too close and musty for my tastes.
THE LAST DROP
Then his robe drops, and he turns with a lewd expression in his face, and a hand stroking his cock.
Digestive Drop
"well, that's one way to get a drop." slapping his gut, the stag walked over and picked up the set, instantly dropping it into his inventory. he closed his eyes and curiously equipped it.
Son of the Sheriff's Dog
**by Hector Scofield. ** Edited and Corrected by Ben243. This story is a sequel to the The Sheriff's Dog. PART 1 It was another uneventful day in the small town of Seymour. Mrs Reynold's bakery had fresh pumpkin pies for sale. Mr Gardner was...