Prepared by Fate 2
It had also attracted the attention of evil men, who began to make their way to the forest unaware that they would find their quarry there.
A Year at Dolcett University - May - The Hunt Game
But there's another option: volunteer as the quarry in a hunt game. if she wins, she gets an almost-automatic masters degree. if she loses... she won't have to worry about her grades.
The Confrontation - Barcod commission
A realisation made him gasp; his quarry steered towards an orchard, deep shadows already among the trees. as the form dove between them, banking and shifting and twisting to avoid the trunks, ribbons of mist seemed to be drawn forth from them.
The Waning of the Raining of the Storm
His mind was only dimly aware of what he was doing, but the connection between the scent and his quarry matched up in his head.
The Hunter (NinjaV Gift)
Taking the form of a slightly taller, greatly fatter hippopotamus, he trudged down the corridors of benches, lockers, showers and sinks, tracking his quarry.
Aldruin: Zerrick's Folly
Zerrick knew that wizards were the most dangerous quarry, among civilized folk.
Digital Prey Chapter 3
The frustrated hunter then unsheathed his machete and charged his quarry, yelling as he closed on her, "i will delete you, if it is the last thing i do!"
The Barking Spider
It released a self-satisfied chitter after seeing its quarry so thoroughly spent on the floor, before binding his hands and ankles with its sticky silk.
A Vorish Dick Measuring Contest
Stifled moans and groans, more shots of cum rocketed up as his prey plummeted, covering everyone in the gooey fairy cream, locked in a constant state of ejaculation as rem finished his descent into jean-baptise's dick, the opening sealing itself once his quarry
The Scent of Soil - IV
She sat up with a start; a figure was pacing through the yard, hard to see through the weather, low cloud having sunk over the quarry while she slept. she peered closer, wiping grime from the pane.
Country Pursuits
And breaks into a loud, feral growl, fur on end and drool pouring from its fanged muzzle, shaking with the lust to maul quarry just beyond its reach. thankfully the mare keeps me out of harm's way. just.
Deathmatch! The Pantheress General Noir X Vs. Leoranger Red
Loud, wet claps echo through the empty quarry as she crashes onto you over and over again. her silky walls constrict against your cock at irregular rhythms as she starts to drool in pleasure.