01 - The preparation
I closed the door and using her mouth like a hook i moved her body to the top of a sink shelf placing her down on her back like a patient on the operating table.
RockJaws: Stereotypes
She chuckled at the silent gasping from vicky, "hook, line, and sinker." the lioness joked, pulling at the hyena's dreads and tying something around them, then connecting tying that rope to the end of the anal hook.
Hopping Along, Ch. 1.3 - Right hook
"you know i've got one hell of a right hook. you keep talking about my son like that, i'll give you a live demonstration." rupert rumbled in a deep voice, bordering on a growl like some large predator.
Hooking up With Lenny. or A Modern First Time
This raised the possibility of actually meeting up, and one night i gathered up my courage and suggested lenny that maybe we could hook up one day.
Hooking Up 2 (Unaware Boogaloo)
Each of the giant's strands of snow white fur was about as thick as a piece of coaxial cable like you would use to hook up your cable tv, but it was a good deal more malleable.
Warriors Dawning Hook
. ^^'' this is the "hook", or the part you would read on the inside cover that's supposed to draw your attention. this is an "original" fanfiction based on warriors, by erin hunter. the idea of cats in clans, and starclan, were created by erin hunter.
KS: Winner Takes All
If it weren't for the hook in his ass he would have collapsed and but all his weight onto his bound wrists.
Attitude Adjusted
The fox had an odd bit of infamy in the local hook-up community thanks to both of those qualities. bourke had even found a group chat on prowlr about the fox too. 'his cock just barely makes up for his personality.'
Game Over
A crackle of static made his head lift, as he yelped and felt the hooks that had been strategically pierced through hs silver grey fur - through musles and flesh - and he screamed in primal rage and horror, panic gripping him as he flailed - which only brought
The Rebound - Straight Side
The bear had promised himself to have a night all of his own, to forget and enjoy the newly gained, if hated, freedom, and that meant drinking his ass off and maybe hooking up with a classy lady.
The Hunt for Booty
In short, the hoofed fur was clearly dreaming of getting some actions at the convention, his fantasies being fueled by the hook up stories he surely had heard about; he just wanted to be part of one, for the first time.
In-network (Part 1/2)
"Morning, Xander." "Hey." "How's it hangin'?" "Mm. Um." No wait, he knew this one. "Hah," he ventured, over his coffee. Wait, no... there was another component. "Moist." He waved his hand vaguely at the humid summer air outside. The red fox who had...