“Grandma, there’s a wolf here for dinner…” Part 3
It was getting to be the middle of october and the winter storms would be heading in soon. fog, rain, frost, snow could all be possibilities out here.
The Steamy-log Inn.
winter storms were never kind. momentarily, the bat cursed his misfortune with opting to wear his usual outfit.. his tight fishnet shirt, clasped about his neck by a red leather collar, and a pair of exquisitely hip and leg-hugging latex pants.
Temple of the Sexes
He had visited the island to learn of its cultural heritage but had been caught up in one of its bizarre winter storms. it was when he had found a hint of the rumored caves was he being misdirected in the white veil.
The Rare Performance
Plus i had to patch up one section of the treehouse that had been damaged in the winter storm. us squirrels can never get it. leaves make poor roofs." "hahaha, you should come live in the ground like us rabbits." "no way!
Werewolf hero part 1
The trio of friends went though the door, as they went though the winter storm gotten much worse and you can hear women laughing slightly "oh...why don't i not like that laughing?"
Forced Facial Servitude
The stereotype of a rickety, old barn might make one think that it wasn't the best place to hide from a winter storm, but in reality, when the farm around it was active, a barn was a perfectly good place to weather the snow, and that was where carl found himself
Tales of Azoria Part Two - Chapter 19
Her wings were growing more and more tired, struggling to fight through the chilling winter storm. she tried desperately to flap her wings harder, but eventually found herself starting to fall out of the sky and into the thick snow below her.
Pathogenesis: The Coming Storm
His coveralls reminded her of the winter storms that blew through her homeland-all black and grey, but with a few patches of blue.
Breaking from Tradition
The winter storms were already late this year. to set out during one was but a fool's errand and with half a day's sunlight already gone ashunt and kalis would have to leave very soon.
Our Upstairs Neighbors
Opening the door, the winter storm crashed against him, sending frigid chills down his spine. hesitantly, he walked down the icy, snow covered steps with sasha a milo following closely behind.
Love Ignites the Flame
Once i recovered, me and fury gathered plenty of supplies and left for a wide open area where winter storms were constant. nobody would ever find us buried in our shelter of ice, fucking the night away.
Awakening - Chapter Two - A Story for Corvincorax
We would lay together, mating, on my bed during the cold, wet winter storms, her soft bleats and nuzzles - me holding her gently and stroking her neck and back..."