Roses Drifting: Panther Caroso and Fox McCloud, Chapter 2
Panther turned his attention back to the bartender as his black rose cocktail was set down in front of him.
Father of the Pride
I wagged my tail and stuck out my tongue before dragging it up his member, making him moan as he sipped his cocktail.
The protests
She saw some riot officers firing into a crowd she saw people throwing molotov cocktails,shooting,beating...it was a terrible sight,she dropped to her knees and started crying slowly examining the crowd of fighting and death and injury,burpsttttt!
How Drew Spends His Free Time
I sniffed my cum covered paw and dragged my rough tongue through my palm, tasting the musky cocktail before pulling my pants and underwear up and going on my way.
Power to the Players [3]: The Beginning
A voice eagerly chanted, tinged with the hiccups of too many cocktails already. skye made her move, going forward with her cake chunk. nick mirrored her, zooming his towards her mouth.
All from falling through a window...
It was a strapless cocktail dress, with a nice looking collar accessory. he returned with a bottle of disinfectant and some tissues, and proceeded to carefully disinfect his cut. "ouch!"
Chemical Cupid
Andy turned to survey his chemistry set, the chemical components of the cocktail of barbiturates and muscle relaxers he had concocted to pacify principal gleason still sitting there in their respective containers and beakers.
Flying High, Riding Hard
He debated attempting to sleep once more as he took another sip of his cocktail, but a more pressing urge prompted him to get up.
High Card - A Parody
The transition was awkward, but lyle was freed to take the pack of molotov cocktails. a flick of the butane lighter, and the first one was lit and thrown.
Crash Landing
His own transformative cocktail was close to being done, already; bunnies and cows, it turned out, were fairly compatible in the grand scheme of things.
Different Kinds of Drink For Him
Nik tasted the nameless cocktail like a soldier biting a belt for an amputation, “hm. bitter, but… better than last time.” “glad to hear it. so, shall i just start listing all the men i can remember?
The Whore’s Canyon
One cocktail that was, then, directly pumped inside his throat with enough strength and volume, caustic could feel some droplets landing inside his nose, absorbed by the mucous tissues.