The Lost One
It was not lost on anyone that this particular slave was from world considered off-limits to harvesting. if the lost one was willing to sample one such as her, it could only mean that there were others that would be for sale.
Zeal-Lost
His body became bruised and beaten as he rolled down even if he was slashed or hacked, it would not even compare to his lost love. at the foot of the hill was a tiny village, dimly lit by the torches outside of the houses.
Lost to Dreams
He was asleep far before i, lost to dreams, leaving me to ponder oretas' words in the darkness.
Lost and Confused
Another poem, after going through 2 more relationships way back when, just me transcribing my thoughts onto paper shrugs **lost and confused** my heart, broken once again by the unfaithfulness of one and the priority of another and yet, it still
To Be Lost Again
And i find myself to be pleasantly lost once more. copy-written to xander bradeshaw
Innocence lost
_She felt it, oh how she felt it. That last hard thrust, and then it came._ _He came, he came like he had never cum before, and he moaned loudly._ _She joined in his moans, soon turning into passionate screams as her pussy clenched down and milked...
Lost in Translation
"We're here, bub." The hippo driver snorted as he pulled the carriage to a stop. John grabbed his pack from the seat next to him, and the teenaged colt smiled at the hippo. "Thanks for the ride." The hippo shrugged, "I was just doing my job."...
Lost and Found
lost and found ? tsumi moogle '11 characters ? themselves. the disappearances had started at least month ago. the mog could remember rather clearly, the day that teio stopped coming to class.
The Lost Tribe
His savior was not tomás, nor was it any lost traveler. carter's savior was a member of the lost tribe. before the explorer was a beastly sort of man. he was crouched down with wide calloused feet with patchy bits of hair.
Loneliness Lost
Thoughts of egos becoming flared and control being lost had worried him, seemingly for naught. "life...really is the best teacher."
Lost Love
Short story: lost love. by: beefy the bull a present-day story of tragedy and love. my love had left me a few things when he passed away, and he had taken care of all the details, mostly all i had to do was cry.
Innocence Lost
A cold winter wind pelted icy needles into the face of a lone young man, who was deep in thought, as he trudged along a snow-covered road. Another blast of cold wind took a quick jab across his face and violently whipped his onyx black hair, silently...