Corruptors of the Road 3
The biker asked, his voice surprisingly young... not that ryan noticed. the biker had said his name. how could this man know him? wait, the biker had said his name, best to respond. "yes, that's me."
The Spandex Biker: Chapter 2
#2 of the spandex biker _chapter 2 of my newest story takes the tale to a different direction, a little more furry and definitely more needless sex.
Dad's Love: Biker Boys
Breaking the boarder, they passed into private property, jason's old friend allowing the two bikers to use his land, so they had few people to bother them.
Cell Block Sole Slave
It looked like he'd been thrown in a cell with a biker gang, or at least a part of one. everyone wore thick leather vests and pants, and had the same big, laced up boots.
The Mask Makes the Man
The rubber gryphon biker nodded and walked inside, scanning the first room with his visor at all the shiny flesh that was out there.
The Spandex Biker: Chapter 4
#4 of the spandex biker **the spandex biker** chapter 4 it had been almost a week since that fateful day shane had been turned into a new being, one of lycra, rubber and leather.
The Spandex Biker: Chapter 3
#3 of the spandex biker the spandex biker chapter 3 matthew stood under the broad, brass shower head as he let the cool water rain over his body and run down to the fake marble tiles below his feet.
Smell of Freedom
Just five minutes with his rank footpaws on the biker's face, what harm could that cause? throttle was seeing that for himself.
Biker Mice: Vinnie's Punishment
Tell me i'm the better biker!" "huh?!" vinnie gasped. "you heard me!" modo thrust in deep. "ahh! you're the better biker!" "louder!" "y-you're the better biker, modo!" vinnie cried out. "damn right i am!"
Chapter 2: A Strange Creature
He grabbed the biker's wrist with one hand and placed the other on the biker's elbow and with a quick trust of his arm snapped the biker's arm. he let go of the biker's arm and back flipped kick him in the jaw sending him back several feet.
Drone Acquisition: Grandad
The biker's head turned, but he didn't stagger. he grinned. hank swore. his knuckles bled on the tiles from a nasty fight-bite the biker's tusk had ripped into him. "hehehe you know you want dis dick, grandad," the biker chuckled.
Captive Audience 4
Sensing the continuing change, ollie lifted his paws up to stroke up and down on the biker's back, feeling the brown fur coat his shoulders, his spine, even the small of his back.