The Tables Turned: Part 3
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The Tables Turned: Part Two
#2 of the tables turned the tables turned part 2 the tables turned: part two lee sat sideways in his seat, nervously eyeing the massive tiger that held the knife nonchalantly. the tiger's obvious lack of nervousness fazed lee even more.
Pt 1 - The Druid's Table
She waved a hand at the grass, conjuring up a plant that was sturdy enough to hold the decorations and foods she was offered, until she had a little table surrounded by animal friends, her angelic voice lowering to a light hum.
Pitch Episode 23: The Table
We got up and left the table. "it was your table," wes argued as we left the cafeteria to head outside. "i don't care," i said.
Turning the tables, dragon-style
The forest was pristine at that time of day, with the rays of sun glimpsing down through the foliage, the birds calling out the arrival of summer and the gentle breeze that seemed to caress its way through the trees. All the more reason for the first...
Turning The Tables on Drunken Expectations
"Will this thing really do everything that you claim it will? I mean...it's just a rubbery suit..." Skepticism was something that Becky had to deal with on an almost daily basis, but when you worked in a bar that was literally called "The Occult,"...
Typical Fairy Tail Ending
The rabbit grinned wickedly at the thought, the fox was supposed to fattening him up, and here the dinner table turned so readily.
My Lord, My Slave
The obviously annoyed princess asked, silencing the whole table before her mother nervously laughed. "now now, irika."
Cocky Cops
In the cells lars was bent over a table.
Farm Rider
The orange rodent pinned to the kitchen table.
Into the Depths Part 4
It was a long cafeteria with round metal tables with white tablecloths on the top and white cushioned metal framed chairs all around each of them, flanking the twenty one tables in rows of three until the far end. the floor was marble.
Nearly Exposed
_how...the hell..._ he gripped the table hard with one hand as he felt his dick start twitching under the table. if she didn't stop soon, he was going to blow his load, and if he did that, he was going to reveal whatever they were doing.