Jeremy 035; When In Nutzville's jail...
The female even looked at the wolf and asked "your usual for saturday mornings?" "please." he replied with a grin to hellen.
Virgin Nymphomaniac Chronicles #3: Discovering Lidia 1/3
. \*\*\* it was yesterday, saturday morning, and i was in the kitchen. i was pouring the last of my batter into my skillet, forming one final, perfect, seven-inch circle.
Sera's Story
Sera moved up and turned on the tv forgetting that it was a saturday morning. they all watched their shows while the two parents got ready for some time with their pick children.
Arctic's Memorial House (Chapter 2)
* * * **arctic's memorial house** **chapter two: times changing** it was a quiet saturday morning, the birds were chirping and the trees were swaying quietly in the wind.
Jeremy 012; Today's Forgotten Hero
He set an appointment for the following saturday morning before work to meet with elkins for at least one session. it would dip into his savings a bit if he decided to continue lessons, but that was a decision for later.
Don't Tell Your Mother (Part 1)
Usa's cartoon express with some of what cbs used to show on saturday mornings during the mid to late-1980's).
A Leopard's Tail Ch 11
It was early saturday morning. very early saturday morning. peter shut his eyes and tried to lay back down and relax, but found it impossible.
The Big Catch
It was a calm saturday morning like any other, the sun was just rising over the ocean waves as the sound of surf began to fill my ears and the smell of sea salt entered my nose.
Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 33 - "My sense of humour..."
Normally, she'd let me sleep in on a saturday morning except when there were things to be done around the house.
Fantastic Mr. Fox: Three Foxes Are Better Than Two - Part 4
Fox ash and kristofferson had gotten up that saturday morning at the time they typically did on the weekends; later than on school days but not so late that they would be sleeping the day away.
Todd's Coming Out (Part 10)
He wasn't looking at me, and i was glad, because he wouldn't know that he'd dropped probably an even bigger bombshell on me than howard tarbuck had on him that saturday morning. 'what are you talking about, dad? you don't have a brother.'
Playing With Yourself Twice
His record for such a pattern on a saturday morning was five rounds, and as creamy, sticky seed poured over his pawtips, he was sure that he could break his own record...especially when the last inch of the toy slammed into his female sex.