Tales of Valora - Book 1, Chapter 9: From Ashes
_i, jarrod of sol, do solemnly accept tana, third of her clutch, and daughter of n'tar, to be my mate._ as our mental bonding comes to an end, i start to feel a sharp pain throughout me.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Eight.
I wasn't looking forward to it but that tar like coffee he concoted would be perfect after the night i had. "thanks." i grumbled as i sat across from him slumping over.
Sir Gawain and the Green Night
._ the dragon pulled another vial from the leather, this one filled with something black that stuck to the sides of the vial like tar. she carefully pried the cork loose and poured it over gawain's length.
My First Demon Deal
The surface of its center darkened and bubbled, as if replaced with pitch-black tar. nerai smiled wildly. it worked!
Date or Duel?
At that thought, he howled, starting to gush tar-thick cum into the air.
Wastelands-Chapter 15
Most of the tar came right out, but streaks of pitch black where left all through her light brown coat and grey underbelly, despite there being any tar there any more.
A Lovely Night for a Rampage
Inside his gaping jaws, the monochrome starkness was continued, pearly white teeth jutting from tar-black gums and forked, ebon tongue draped outward.
Birth of a God
I asked, looking at a beaker of thick, black goo that bore a disturbing resemblance to tar. "yes... of course... it's been my work for a thousand days..." said another human, his appearance wiry and frail.
Cockfighting
Said the red-eyed stallion with a coat slick like tar. "yes, a pity his memory doesn't last." but i did learn, and the white slapped me right fast. across the cheek with his hand. a wicked smile with silent demand.
First Steps: As Above So below
"oh, tar-" he cut me off with a quick kiss, one hand groping my growing package through my briefs the other hand slipping my singlet off my, leaving me just wearing my jockeys.
In My Head.
If i took the road less traveled she would be the tar, gaps, weather, or any other obstacle lying in my path. now i'm free to do what i please without having any one to control me.
Depths Of Winter's Embrace - Chapter Seven - Finale -
He held his paws out to me, i noticed the hooflets were wet and dripping like tar, even his forearms dribbled blue droplets that fell to the ground on the white snow. "cere? what's...happening to me?" he asked, eyes wide, but no fear in his voice.