Undercover Work
Seen's lips remained in a wide grin, enjoying the officer work over his cock and balls. it was obvious she had some degree of experience, albeit it very, very unpracticed in someone as large as him.
Clarity - Chapter 15: Another Round
I don't get much more time to wonder however, as a yell pierces through the din of office work. "miss florence!! where are those forms?!" "on their way, sir! ...gah, impatient oaf. fine, penn. after work, then towards the usual place.
Gym Part 2: Workout
Despite the pleasant doze enfolding her, may felt something, some nagging memory tugging at her, pulling her towards wakefulness; she dimly realised that she probably had to get up for work, and as boring as office-work might be, her food bills didn't
Stuck in the Lift (Vore Story)
\* that sudden, loud noise jolted sal a little bit as the sergal stood in front of the elevator shaft in her building, getting ready for another day of long, boring, tedious office work.
Opportunities
He didn't exactly have the most lucrative job, and was usually assigned to do office work and various odds and ends that none of the senior staff wanted to do. the chipmunk didn't have much choice in the matter.
Hot Dish
Lots of office work mainly. supply, ordering, organizing, stuff like that." fingers deftly sorted the keys, working on memory more than anything else. "it's why a lot of lost and found stuff ends up in here."
Electric Eye
The slight gut he had from his years of office work heaved gently as he pumped himself up, the long-neck huffing with steady gasps of endurance whilst two pairs of eyes watched him.
Michael and Amanda, Chapter 14
." \*\*\*\*\* about twelve weeks later, michael was in his office working on some paperwork in preparation for his weekly meeting with mr. blaidd and mr. schimpanse.
"Working Like a Dog" (M/M Domestic Anthro Dog Sex)
"working like a dog" by the dove i can't say i'm fond of office work, to be honest. hell, i honestly can't remember a time i was ever fond of it, to begin with.
Cushy Sit-Down Job
His pink pads, kept soft by office work and moisturizer, glided easily on the dog's sweaty shaft. "well, goodness me," desmond breathed, lifting it to his lips. he smooched the head, presently hidden by the pucker of his foreskin.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 11
That almost sums up how police officers work. we don't ask why anything is happening, we just do our jobs. like the captain said, 'apprehend, not prosecute'.
Can You Help Me? - Burning
An officer worked hard under the hood. my car suddenly sputtered and i pulled to the shoulder. i came right up behind the car and my car instantly died. "well that was lucky," i smiled and opened my door.