Monday morning messyness
He murred softly while he lay there, a piece of pink flesh starting to poke out from the male slit at his crotch. the piece of flesh grew as he got more aroused from the thought of the nude dragonesses, his erection quickly forming.
The Dragoness and the Swordsman
.^ she watched as he left to hunt taking a long piece of curved wood and a few arrows as she realized it was an unstrung bow.
Tino's Obsession
The stallion inquired no further, proceeding to force out a second piece that twice as big. tino was finishing his last chew of the first piece and the new one hit his face instead falling just over his nostrils.
The Legend of Zelda: Loving the Twilight
"you look for pieces of mirror, uh? yeto not seen any pieces here!" the yeti said in his booming voice. link sighed and turned to yeta, "yeta... might have seen a piece uh. yeta take you uh." yeta said in her gentler and quieter voice.
Those Who Soar On Broken Wings
My scanner passed over the pieces of wreckage as i began the slow process of cataloging each piece. almost an hour into scanning i noticed an anomaly. my scanner had skipped a certain piece of wreckage.
Crunch Time
Meanwhile, sara growled into the fleshy calves of her prey, ripping off piece after piece and swallowing without even appearing to breathe in between.
The Morning After
Ander tested one of the pieces of meat with his fingers before he turned over the branch to cook the other side.
Rediscovery
The machine soldier slowly approached before stopping at a shredded piece of metal. rapid clicking was heard as a head piece "looked" at the debris on the ground.
Against the Tide
Every morning, first thing he would do was survey gamma sector, ensure the larger pieces of debris were still where the scanners registered them last night.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 110
A more complex piece would showcase the rapidity of her movements as opposed to her ability to exercise control, ability to show her interpretation of the piece without losing its spirit, and how to flow from mood to mood within it. mr.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 28
All he saw was yet another living piece of his pain, a piece of pain he could destroy. the more pieces he broke apart, the less pain would be left, the better he would feel. it was coming, screaming, not to kill, but to _die_.
The Gift of Denial
It was heavy, the heaviest piece of gear of all. there was nothing to suggest the long piece of rubber could be locked, but given how all the other implements were, yal knew what would happen.