The Bitch Went Down

As he opened it, a plume of gray dust drifted lazily out through the shafts of torchlight, and his long tongue panted in laughter, dripping pink ooze.

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What Goes Hump in the Night

Trailing through her torchlight at an angle were droplets of some bodily fluid. they shone in the light like coins. [i]the women in the town over mentioned trails like these.

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Commission: Reed

Every time he pulled himself out he was drenched with her wetness, his cock glimmering in the torchlight. yes. this was heaven.

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Assassin of Syssath

He was adorned in blue fabric that shimmered in the torchlight as though it were a fluid-like metal. in fact, all of their clothes shone in the exact same fashion.

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Scarlet Ruse: Chapter Seven

I watched the shooting star pass before i looked down, through the clouds now below me and far far further down, clung to the mountainous landscape below were many a torchlights.

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To Protect or Serve Instalment 3

He shifted slightly, his black coat catching sheen in the torchlight. "yes, my lady. for which we're grateful." "we are beholden to those we rule over as much as long as we are fit to rule them.

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Soulless Chapter 7 and 8

The weak torchlight cast wispy, dancing shadows on the ceiling, which twisted into strange shapes and danced to the flicker of the flame.

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Becoming a Dancer

The dim torchlight played off his soft green scales. pale colors in the daylight darkening in the twist and turns of flickering flames.

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A Captive Barber

Before i could think further i saw its great front teeth flashing in the torchlight and i braced for it to rip my throat out. but i didn't die yet.

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Weasel Squeaks

A tiny pinprick of light glowed in the gloom, so faint the torchlight had probably overwhelmed it. it was not the white light of freedom, but any light was a welcome one to alistair.

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Fall From Grace, Chapter Twenty Four

Her milky, white eye reflected the torchlight. “i expected some fuck off number from the god, but you? you got fifty some years on me?” “it’s the glimmer,” sadik replied, matter of fact.

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