The Perfect Fit
I smiled and panted back at her, accepting that perhaps after years of idle play with friends and wannabes, i may have found my perfect fit.
Project: Perfection
#1 of project: perfection subject 01495-e name: bradly stipton race: otter gender: male age: 27 occupation: life gaurd location captured: off the californian coast holding cell: level b6, cell block echo, cell 45 reason for holding: hypnosis testing
Picture Perfect
Her scales were smooth and polished, nails manicured to perfection with a killer snout that was to die for.
The Perfect Day.
"the perfect end to a perfect day..." shorin closed his eyes and gave in to his sleepiness.
A Perfect Circle.
Their never ending dance made, a perfect circle.
Perfect Pawing.
With the idea of pawing over my head, my masturbation would be perfect, i was about to feel the perfect self-love. i started pawing, every move sending tingles all over my body.
In the Shadows of Perfection
Knowing what goes on just a mile beyond the surface on a planet five times the size of earth in another galaxy, there is a planet that from all appearances seems a perfect
The Perfect Gift
It would suit her perfectly. i quickly pulled out my wallet. i wanted to make sure that i had enough to get it. i hung my head as i came to the total. i was thirty bucks short. of course, i would find the perfect gift and not have enough to get it.
Perfect Murder
It was the perfect murder.
The Perfect Gift
The perfect gift scene one: smiling, he pulled her into their bedroom. upon entering, she was assailed by the wonderful smell of incense and scented candles that permeated the air. "oh my, quite the romantic aren't we?"
Imperfect Perfection.
You aren't perfect like the ideas, só they will be hostile to you - added demiurgus. - i'll keep your friend here, safe. alright - i said. the gate opened and i stepped in.
The Perfect Getaway
Was perfect and snowpaw wolfox was going on a camping trip with his beloved mate rayn.