Stuff'a Night Mare
From one vocalist to another, nyx could appreciate the dexterity of kahnso's tongue just as she could savor how hot, slobbery and outright sloppy it was. across her folds with great laps, he telegraphed his desire with his crass slobbering.
The Coon-Dog's Diaries (vol. 4 - FoxieFang)
"yes, i'm the bassist and vocalist. not to mention the songwriter, alongside my guitarist bradley with all due respects, smarty-pants." i said, flinging my dreads off my shoulders into a knotted tangle above my head.
Goddess of the Throne: Abrupt Awakening
Some vocalist are lobbying for full human rights, but it won't happen. ani aren't ready yet, they're too dependent, retain too much of their animal qualities.
Calling Cards Chapter 9: The Dish that is Best Served Cold.
As the wolf let his paw gently caress the sensitive spire before him he imagined the white wolf kneel down in the shower, his fur soaked with through with water as he licked up and down the vocalist's wolf cock.
Overtime · Odd Note Found on the Bus · Breakfast for Two
One would think that being a professional vocalist would be an easy job. not true. after a long day his throat would sometimes be sore. nothing that a little tea would not help, but still, it did not make it any less of a pain to deal with.
Opening up
It was just because she was different, female metal vocalist weren't the most common choice of profession for her kind with how secretive and isolated bats are. she roused suspision from many.
immortal 2
He's dream here on earth was to become the world's greatest metal vocalist. he was well on his as his reputation followed him all the way here. veemon cut through the crowd to see shoutmon on stage dancing away.
Symphonic Seductions
The vixen i was talking about was sitting on nick the lead vocalist's lap.
The Gentle Touch
But then as we started writing some of the initial pieces for the demo, i figured that it would be best if we had a female vocalist as well, and preferably one that could play guitar worth half a damn too.
A Million Stars
._ flattening her ears back, the pegasus pony mouthed the words along with the vocalist, hoping for something, anything, to help lull her back to sleep and away from all this confusion.
27 Hours After
He turned the volume as far as it would go, and his eardrums throbbed as the vocalist harmonized and swore. heads poked over the edge of the platform. golden eyes swung his ways, slitted and flashing in the headlights.
Love Lost, Chapter 13a: Phobias.
As the deep tones of the first song's vocalist reverberated through the waters of her tub, she remembered a chance encounter that seemed feather-worthy at the time.