Chosen: Chapter Eight
As crude as it was, she could only hope that it would be enough as fayla chanced a glance out through the glassy dome with fear in her eyes. her mother laughed. "how deep is your loyalty, daughter?"
SHAREEEE TO BE FLOOFY!!!!(plz help them every one needs help here and there!!)
Kinda sorta not really :/ warning may be crudely done!!!](https://www.sofurry.com/view/1090921)
More sheep stew for us
Yellow sighed looking at loadedgun crudely eat sheep stew. ''the only buddy i have.''
Worth the Money
#11 of short smuts just something short and crude. not much detail into this one so just use your imagination for what you like most. i just focused on the dirty crudeness of it. she was a smoking hot bitch, too.
Wine Stains and Cigar Smoke
The sound of a crude grunt woke the feline from his dream. he felt he had a headache, but it soon melted away, but the dream remained. he reached down, automatically and started rubbing himself needfully.
Open Space, Chapter 7
Upon entering, i found angel naked on the bed with her arms bound and a crude gag fashioned from the towel that was hanging in the head.
Noisy Lack of Gathering (Otherwise Untitled)
~ after checking his phone, to make sure he'd sent out the correct schedule to the listserv, marcus slipped the clipboard from next to the crudely assembled sign to fold them both together and dropped the pair into the bag of cheap
Slaughter at Stringybark Creek - Chapter Nine -
"this is why, compare that to the hoof print here, the shoe is large - and crudely made at that. look at the toe of the hoof?
The Toy Niche
It was crude, and looked like something a teenager would throw together while his parents were out, but the crude sales pitch had piqued markus' interest.
A Life In Chains: Chapter one.
Aldoran wasn't a pretty place, all its cities where crude, made of clay, sandstone and wood, built on an arid landscape dotted with dry shrubbery, and ludos was no exception. my gaze fell back down to my feet, my palms clutching the crude iron cuffs.
Wolf In Sheeps Clothing
"i'll have to go hunt again - " he whispered conversationally, as he raised his crude wooden spoon and sipped the soup.
Blood of Atlantis - Chapter Two
As the first fell to the dirt road, the two holding the woman's legs leapt up and charged at him, brandishing crude-looking, rusty, machete-like blades.