The Pond

The water surface remained very still as this silent moment passed by, the surface of the water began developing a strange crusty layer. like ice, but it wasn't cold, and held a strange purple colour.

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Legacy

"not the surface here, you stupid rock. to the surface! out of the underdark!" z growled. with a sigh, she pocketed the thing and grabbed a pack from off the wall.

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Testing his Blessing

The moment his mouth was shut, ezili pulled him down beneath the surface. they went deep enough for the surface to be well out of reach, but not deep enough for it to be out of sight. ruku stared up at it with doubt.

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Prince Dreemurr's Plaything

It was not a child, but an adult from the surface. not a soul to be harvested, for the barrier had been shattered years before, but another lost surface dweller to be guided home.

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O.P.P.O.N.E.N.T.

Instead, the recordings revealed that the surface of the penis only let out a brief gleam with the impact from each shot - a sheen-coat of yellowish-white light rolling across its surface for a split second after his lasers struck.

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A Hunting Accident

Presently, voices became audible: no one but surface-dwellers spoke in voices like those. her long, forked tongue tasted the air. "surface-dwellers," she whispered, smiling to herself. surface-dwellers were an extraordinary find.

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Lady of the Lake

Taking hold of the opportunity, i pull myself to the surface, bringing her with me as we are still joined in coitus. breaking the surface, i arch my back breathing deeply.

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Dangerous Thoughts: chapter 2-1

Beneath the surface, the fish species of the ixcian culture had gnawed out an opening of their own. various fish were chewing the parts of the tree under the surface right now.

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Joolira's Escape

The deepening waters rose up the imp's body, past her thighs, as her midsection sank toward the surface.

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Elle Dante\'s \'Broken Heart\'

He probably hasn't even noticed me," she sighed, typing on the desk's smart surface for text entry, the pads of her fingertips brushing over the smooth surface in rapid little taps.

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Boredom makes you write weird things

The answer is easy: 6 surface-to-surface missiles.

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