The Mad Mansion of Dr. Moreau, Game 4, Chapter 3
Or if you'd rather, you can get tools fer me an' ah kin do all the messy stuff."
To the Stables
With both gloves lubed, knox went ahead to ease each of his hands past the tools and into the stretched holes of the both, reaching in deep thanks to the tool and the lube. already, the muffled moans of them both filled the private area.
The Prisoner's Punishment
Maxwell turned around and opened his tool box. "let me see here..." maxwell mumbled to himself as he looked in his box and pulled out two feathers. "oh no...what are you doing?!" pyro yelled.
Day 8 - Toy
For a whole month, there had only been me, my tools and the wood from dawn until dusk. it had been surreal to bring out my old carving tools, to clean then after so many months gathering dust and rust.
Galaxy On Fire - Chapter 4
When we got close enough for short range communication i accessed my omni-tool and called the facility. i got no answer.
Destiny’s Road: Chapter 1: The dream
I slowly approached the sword and grabbed it only to hear a melodious voice say "the blade, tool of heroes, tool of kings, and tool of villains is this, your choice young warrior?"
Mass Effect: Chasing Ghosts Ch 4-5
Ilwen narrowed his eyes and waved his tool again and the screen flickered back to life after a moment.
Drunken Lullabies #19
Sliding her leaking vent down that surprisingly chubby fluffy middle down to the presented tool again, detecting the tool with a much larger flare than previously encountered.
What Went Wrong - Scene 8
Still feeling that tool in his rear, check. and there they were; pulses from within the center of that belly.
Galaxy On Fire - Start
Cades omni-tool started to beep. it was the dock again, left open again, and being approached by cerberus again. for the first time in a while cade thought his tool was off.
Waiting For Tonight Act 2
Pressing that tip against her and hearing the white one gasp before taking a few sharp breaths, feeling his tool slip up over her slit due to being so wet with pre.
Unreal
The herm feeling that tool being gripped tightly as those plated ridges were scrubbed by those hot fleshy walls.