Raquel's Trade Pt. 6
We're under a bit of time pressure, he apologized. "look..er...." call me jack. "okay, jack." somehow, such a mundane name helped her relax a trifle, although still not enough to turn around. "i'm ready."
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VI Chapter 10
He smiled politely "i was wondering..." red eyes never leaving the purple snout ...forgive my bluntness, i'm under time pressure" he cleared his throat "i was wondering if a free space could be found in your group for another member?"
A Dish Best Served Warm
Maybe next time. pressure built in his groin, and he bucked faster with the approach of his climax, his hips slamming the ground between each thrust. “yes, yes!" chirpy's voice boomed through his rump to deliver his diabolic delight to jacob's ears.
Eternally Vernal, Chapter 6: Rock, Paper, Scissors; Noughts and Crosses; Marbles; and Tag
Gates took his time to respond. “you'll find somebody, or somebody will find you." “you didn't, or vice versa." gates took his time, and failed to respond. a sign indicating the nearness of guaiacol added a bit of time pressure. “or, did you?"
Terra Astra
The time pressure gone, he takes a longer look at his surroundings. there's an alcove on either side of the bridge. the one to his left has a shuttered window and a steady red light next to it.
Independent: Chapter 3
It was so strange… and yet so _right_ at the same time. pressure was building, he wasn’t sure from where but it all gathered towards the spire of his dick.
Sex Doll - Chapter 1: Enslaved
I was allowed to relieve myself and for the first time they did not put any time pressure on me (either by commanding me to stop at some point or giving me a short countdown) and allowed me to do my thing until i was completely empty.
Hospitality of Strangers
She entered the fertile pastures, which the druids cultivated, at dawn, and since she took more time at maraudon than she expected, the time pressured her to leave before dusk once more.
A Competition to Remember
"time's a-ticking!" rask said gleefully. "hurry up and choose, lovely ness, or _we'll_ choose something fun!" the crowd gave an approving roar and vaela flushed, feeling the time pressure.
The Bound Ones Final Draft: Gladiatrix
Panting again, the silver-blue pushed against the gray-green, began pushing against him every time he felt the well-timed pressure of his hips. he groaned, deep in his chest with no assistance from lips or tongue.
A Competition to Remember: Part 2
Vaela gave a soft _eep_ and spun around to have a look at the list, the time pressure suddenly on.
Emma - A Long Walk
pressure built within her, and she shook her head, grunting with the strain of forcing it back down into her. this wasn't her; she wasn't like this! she was no animal!