Brook Meets Nox
A deep chuckle sounded as the smelly creature was resting on a large trash can that just barely held his shifting weight. the monkey's presence was not noticed at first; the wolverine eyes were focused on his own large cock.
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Thirty One
Sitting between a pair or metal trash cans in a damp and moldy alley, i was so wrapped up in my misery that i hardly even noticed the stink. i cradled my injured arm close to my body.
Book of Particles: Silver Stream Memory 5
Then above the trash can was my english iv high school award followed by three calendars below it. the wall beside the utility closet had a metal leaf relief piece of art.
Buddy Fight: Fighting Magic Chapter 2 Rules of the School
Most of what's in here is just history of the academy anyways." he replied as he threw the book into the garbage can. "charming..." she muttered before giving in. "i know, i try.
A Quick Kill
The metallic clangs of a trash can being placed beside him frightened the crying raptor, but he only opened his eyes when he was pulled onto his feet.
Molo's Slimy Encounter
But he saw nothing but the trash can lid on the ground, for a moment he thought it was nothing before he realized. there was no trash can around...
Minimum Wage Wrestling #6
_ he drops the now-dented garbage can on the ground and grabs jack by the head again and slams him hard against the storage room wall.
G.R.R. Chapter 5: Take No Prisoners
I pull out a kendo stick, some steel chairs, and a garbage can. i pick up the garbage can. soultiger starts to get back up but i meet him with a garbage can shot to his head. he gets woozy and falls back down on his butt. i drop the weapon.
We Enjoy Each Other
Cloud cursed lowly under his breath before disregarding the photo back into the trash can.
Disney Yiff: Scamp's Story
He inhaled deeply, and padded over as gracefully as he could and began sniffing a poking into an overturned garbage can. the trash smelled foul, as he was used to regular dog food.
Before the Vice Principal
He then places his desk fixtures back on it and moves the garbage can to the wall where i had left a sticky mess. "who is it?" mr. hathing asks in a calm voice, throwing on his shirt and unlocking the door.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Seventeen
A shiny hedge of metal trash cans surrounded the store and, unlike my last visit, this time only _one_ part of the building was on fire. "what do you think?" i asked.