Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse, CH 2
A mortar and pestle saw some dry seeds and leaves crushed into a finer powder, which she mixed with a little mushroom sap-oil to create a basting sauce.
69- Special Moments
In fact, she strikes me as the kind of matriarch i would've preferred being, had i decided to follow bast's guidance.
Selestral 1 - Genros Vermächtnis - Kap 54+55
„landungsschiff bast hier ist der kreuzer ra-em. landeerlaubnis erteilt, drosseln sie ihre geschwindigkeit und gehen sie auf autoanflugvektoren." „negativ", antwortete tarja. „der navigationsrechner ist ausgefallen.
Hunting Shadows: Baxley's point of view part 5
Called the cat goddess named bast. baxley stepped past onyx, his clothes changing into egyptian armor and his dagger appearing at his left hip in a golden sheath. bast put her paw on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. "i want you to go with onyx.
50- Returning the Favor
And he's agreed to keep me informed of who bast has hired or is attempting to hire." he placed a paw on her shoulder.
Chapter 1: The house of strand and fog.
The stacks went from new to old, so as she walked bast the children's fantasy, toward the mysteries, to the histories, the dust grew thicker. anna coughed. this place was the size of a mcdonald's; surely they could have someone dust every few years?
Strange Times, Ch. 1 & 2 - Arrest & Escape
"sebastian chantal," replied the canine, "but i usually go by bast."
Practicing the Dark Culinary Arts | Entree Comm
Just as the first basting of glaze drooled against her supple pussy lips, the tender sow felt her body quake one last time.
Hunting shadows P:4
"bast, the cat goddess." he stuttered, looking away nervously. onyx caught his breath, shuddering. his tail fluffed out and the name sent shivers down his spine. "b-but that would mean-" "yes, you're descended from a goddess.
Every Part of the Dragon (Vore Story)
Well, for pilar, basting in this musky sauna was already starting to drain him a little bit. it was so hot, so tight, so overwhelming, especially with his movement being restricted by the skin tight flesh that clung to every part of his body.
When the Roommate's Away
Mateo was drenched with his own sweat, basting in jace's left over perspiration. his body was hot, his muscles loose, and his shaft hard.
Puddle's Camping mis-Adventure
At least it was getting easier to take him as her snug slit basting his breeding pole in her slick slippery juices- even if it made it no more pleasant to have the fat fleshy log of some animalistic male pounding her tunnel like that.