Knot Theory (V)
Jake stuffed the remains of his roadkill burger back inside the foil. "of course. and you should send me a picture of that doberman." "you'll be jealous. send me a picture of your professor's dick." jake frowned. "in your dreams." he hung up.
The One Who Makes Me Whole ch. 12
Buddhist monkey wiped his forehead, glad to have avoided a roadkill for the first time. he was about to get off the train to help the three bears when the train felt like it just ran over something. but wasn't the train at a full stop?
A Protector
I knew from the very day how myles felt about me...what he saw me as, and i could sum it up in one word: roadkill. he despised me, and everything that i was. everything i stood for.
group therapy Part 10
Bandit had been trusted to keep guard, 'keep the beast in his cage' as roadkill, their wolf, had joked. just when bandit was thinking he was drifting off in his wooden chair, mortar approached the tent. "just here to grab some things."
A Giant Problem II
It was roadkill, i knew, but i suppose it really doesn't matter how the animal met it's end "that's fine," i said. "want it raw?" another thing i adjusted to rapidly.
Jane Porter: The Revelations Of Despair
But even without it the dick was deformed and looked like a horrible wet mushroom, full of abscesses and ejaculating an aged roadkill perfume, and then it began convulsing!
SOMBRA interviews HUMPHREY from ALPHA AND OMEGA
Tommyfox: yup, he's pretty much roadkill at this point. humphrey: looks like you guys know how to have some fun! nitro: whoa, hello! ziggo: what are you doing back here?
Astaroth part#3 -The jump
She felt and looked like roadkill after her punishment but she moved fast even if her body complained. she knew when something was seriously wrong due to the time she spent with a gang of thieves.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twenty
"hello, henrietta," said ichabod, his condescending gaze sweeping over the two of us like roadkill. "you look like you've had an interesting day." reflexively, i put a hand on ethan's shoulder, taking a step back. "what do you want?"
I'm a Crossdressing Sissy Dom. Ask Me Anything!
Put it this way, fuckface: when you're at work scraping roadkill off the streets of oxnard (just taking a guess based on what kind of mouth-breathing loser would get off on verbal abuse), do you need fucking cue cards to tell you what's a squirrel and what's
Kittyslut Factory | Part One
"just picking up some roadkill," daddy said.
A Cat Among the Stool-pigeons. Ep1
._ if it could rain any harder, we'd start finding fish as roadkill.