Fly Me To The Moon
Will you fly me to the moon?" -j
Commission: A Time to Fly
.** \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ a time to fly by jessica raisor chester raced through the halls, a goofy grin plastered on his face.
Said the spider to the fly
"i've got you now says the spider to the fly." "sorry, but this fly isn't ready to die." kerith opened her maw wide as russ saw the mandibles dripping with poison.
When Penguins Fly
If penguins really could fly, no one here would ever see him again. "back now, tersh." disappointment filled his voice, and he made no effort to hide it. the last bag was loaded up, and she gently placed it into the customer's cart.
Commission: Flying High
Ruby stretched out with a yawn and blinked, looking around. It took her a few moments to remember where, and what she was. The longneck grinned and stood up, mind falling back into the male role almost naturally. He'd always been a quick learner....
Now the Fur's Flying!
As he was sucking on his finger, chris unbuttoned his pants and unzipped the fly. darelle moaned with pleasure, his deep baritone voice reverberating through chris.
Flying Free - Prologue
#3 of flying free flying free written by: dotas ...
Fly Among the Stars...
fly among the stars... be a dear... and guide us down here... help us be brave... 'til the day we die... 'til the day we rejoin... the heavens will be quiet... rejoice my love... for you are now an angel... fly strong and high...
Flying Eagle - Capture
He failed, coughing up most of it as the stallion at his head pulled him off and shot the last of his load onto flying eagle's face.
April - Stinger Fly
**year of the rabbit - april** **stinger fly** by xp author sargent angel kenderson hated going down into these tunnels. they were part of an old underground railway system in the old city.
Fly-by-Night Operators
Not only because some of them looked like flying jackals, either. there was just something delightful and alluring about their lithe builds, the long claws, the big ears and the wide, observant eyes.
When Books Fly
She lay there on the bed, waiting as she read her book of choice. It was late, and she had already bid good night to her assistant, having seen him to bed in his own room about an hour ago. She'd read this book dozens upon dozens of times before, but...