The Doorway in the Shelves
He laid himself face down on the table top, his large gut lifting his ass higher and exposing his cock.
Tales of the Demon Fox... A Catered Affair
Roland stammered as rayne strapped his body down to the hard cold wooden table top.
First Steps: Bullet Proof, I Wish I Was (Chapter Nine Bad Version)
It didn't really have the same effect though as my head was on my arms so the tears just leaked onto them and onto the tinted glass table top. oh god this was just too much. sniffing i thought of what to of what to do next in my life.
Shifting Consequences--Chapter 45: Surprise Continuation
Vale traces a square on the table top. "the permission system they're using to deal with different levels of classified data has a flaw.
In Our Minds, Part 1
On my wall... and the couch, and the table top, and the shower." -"hehe, stop it." she blushed, turned and bent down to put before bruce what she was cooking.
Hickory Dickory Dock
Monaco's phone clanked against a table-top. he clumped back and forth, back and forth, pacing with desperate stamps that echoed across the miles.
The New Babysitter
She promptly finished the mass amounts of bookwork piled upon the table top, then resumed to the living room to sit on an overstuffed chair adjacent to the collie and the television.
The Exibit
Resting upon the table top was a simple copper box with a dial upon it with small tick marks surrounding it in a half circle that slowly changed in color from green to red.
Part 6 - A Balanced Breakfast
As ray's climax finally came to an end, he rubbed his paws down the pup's chest and belly, finding a warm sticky puddle of the cub's spunk in a mess against the table top. "oh greg, you're the best puppy any wolf could ask for!"
Prolouge
I crumpled, defeated, into a chair by the counter and studied the table top with mild interest. i was too tired to be worried by that wolf and his sexist remarks, i needed to drag myself back to my apartment and get some much needed sleep.
Good Night
Chocolate eyes flicked sideways in a moment of distraction, watching as the coffee cup, filled and steaming with the the working man's sacred nectar of life, was set upon the small table top.
Wrongly Accused.
As the waitress left tony looked to alexis, watching her staring down at the table top. "you look like your going to your death." alexis hissed a bit then looked to him. "because i am..."