Lair of the Minotaur: The Third Party
Her pink nostrils flared as she tried to scent anything on the musty, hot breeze. “seems like the place." “maybe it is, maybe it isn't," yolk said, drawing a large, flashy scimitar from the sheath at his side.
FUM3
She aims the mic at the base of her tail as her rippling rump raucously belches out a hot breeze reeking of low-tide and spoiled seafood! **_!fffrruuaaarrrppp!
Unexpected Company.
When a hot breeze rolled along the sands, marrow quickly covered it with the rag he had taken from his slavers. once his face was properly covered to prevent sand invading into his eyes, the young man continued on. "...but at least i got away."
My Master's Prison
._ _he leaned down, bringing his face just above my ear, his breath creating a hot breeze across my fur. "god, you're such a good cock-sucker! my cock is so slick and hard now, thanks to you, little slut." he leaned in a little closer.
To be an Assassin 3
They headed out into the softly rolling hills of sand and dust, the grey grass swaying lazily in the hot breeze. the thin blades caught their leggings, giving them small, burning cuts. calsa cursed angerily as they continued on into the desert.
All that Glitters: Touching Souls
. \* \* \* \* \* xavi stirred, feeling a hot breeze on her face, and threw a wing in front of her beak. she forced her eyes open and blinked groggily at her feathers. a dream? odd, that had seemed so real.
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Four)
Not even dust floating on a hot breeze." the panicked plumber had sweat bead on a furrowed brow. staring straight down the barrel, his far-known bravado was nowhere to be found.
The Other J.T. (Part 2/2)
It was also strong enough to make his fur flutter a bit in the hot breeze. the second one was a different story though, and jt passed gas so hard he thought he might bust a hole in his trousers.
The Bound Ones Final Draft: Gladiatrix
A strangled groan escaped him as sidro drew a broken line up the back of his neck, cursing and making a hot breeze over the cold paint all the way along. "fuck," he mumbled, muzzle inches from the scrubbing cloth, trying to focus.
Lexi: Damned if You Do, Damned if You Don't
The feel of hot breezes as each of them panted through their noses, trying never to break this kiss. each of them were gripping weakly the other’s head, and they were too overwhelmed to do much more moving than they currently were.
In Over Your Head
Gone were the hot breezes of malibu or honolulu, smoldering sand pressed against scandalous swimsuits that were off as often as they were on.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters Eighty One -- Eighty Four
I could…feel the sand, smell the water from the oasis, feel the hot breeze…i was there. in…what little…frozen pocket of existence that pup's carved out for himself. he was…building, sandcastles, i think.