The Toy Niche
It was crude, and looked like something a teenager would throw together while his parents were out, but the crude sales pitch had piqued markus' interest.
A Life In Chains: Chapter one.
Aldoran wasn't a pretty place, all its cities where crude, made of clay, sandstone and wood, built on an arid landscape dotted with dry shrubbery, and ludos was no exception. my gaze fell back down to my feet, my palms clutching the crude iron cuffs.
Poem: For Dakota
I hope it doesn't stick to you in ways that you find crude i know i've done a lot of things to damper / destroy mood. aft'rall this time is you choose true, you choose me once again i promise things will not be same.
War of Extremes
Sky pengs soak the snow in crude oil to mark their territory, although that always gets covered in new layers of snow. land pengs fire rockets into the sky so as to deny the night. eventually, both will run out of their territorial tools.
A Long, Dark Road (part 5)
The soldiers formed up in a crude wall around varg and the commander, who was himself now listening to the dragon's orders without hesitation.
A shameful secret...
He could tell that his crude flattery was having an effect on the highborn mare, smell it as well as the scent of her wetness drifted up to his wide nose.
Win or Lose
He leaned back against his chair and crudely placed his large footpaw over the table, causing it to rattle under its weight.
Dancing With Fire - Chapter 12
Meaning no disrespect, but blitzø is crude, blunt, and unrefined. he would likely appreciate if you dispensed with idle pleasantries and got straight to the point." the overlord stroked his chin in thought.
Laying Her Clutch
Chemical didn't have time to react as the cougar's slick cock rose to her tail hole, pushing the tip in as her other muscles tensed, leaving the crude entrance illicitly relaxed.
Semper Amare
Pongo always humored these stories with the customary, "hell yeah" or crude joke about it only taking 30 seconds to complete the task.
Endrythel, The Fang of Midnight
Endrythel pulled the veil, revealing the crude, makeshift tools of the free tribes. "the claws and fangs of seacliff. they may not look like ours, but they feel just the same when used correctly." they didn't look very threatening.
Bamyalee
Its decaying carcass of fish and reptile, with crude emplaced wings, as we were all consumed by it, and lost our sanity. only i was spared, from the monstrosity, as i here stand, on the god-forsaken shores of bamyalee.