Never Let The Sprigs Wilt
Food may run down to grains of saltrice, water may be mere drops sucked out from sparse cacti, and some say the very air of our planet might burn away one day. all of those material matters paled compared to the greater idea.
Wormhole 2: Misfortunes of The Beasts
Cunt torture: they would insert a cactus into your vagina. 5.00pm the torment stopped. they were carried back to their bedroom. "look at our dinner!"
Fall From Grace, Chapter Fourteen
cactus and trees. we would go there in the cool of the day, where none of the guards were likely to patrol, and speak without fear.” she walked around to his side, bearing down on him.
A Different Kind of Training - Part 10
He ran out into the field and began staring down the humanoid cactus that was twice his size. he sure had spunk. cacturne laughed, "you're going down, runt!" "in your dreams, you walking pincushion," masu replied.
Colress's Whereabouts
cactus, taking pictures of the empty rooms and the hallways. he thankfully had mental images from a similar model that was owned by the red star line.
A tale of a Fox and her Brother: chapter 2
He looked fondly at a scar on his arm, she'd lashed out at him several years ago when he'd stolen her plushy and tied it to a cactus. he'd cried more than she did! he stood up and started to pace his room.
The Model
But the landscape had a new addition this morning, starting about thirty yards down the sandy hillside from where he stood--a coyote girl, lying on her back, digitigrade footpaws resting near the adobe's little cactus garden.
The Adventures of Sabin Diggs
He admired how the wind would kick up clouds as if exhaling a breath of life, how some of the thorny cactus remained steady in the ground, and how the sweltering heat could be seen as wisps of steam.
Guadalamencha; Bull Ring, Part1
Now in that ring is a cacti, or policeman/bullfighter, waiting for his prey. they are called cacti because instead of guns they use whips and it really stings when they get a solid, full-body, lash on you. anywho, the police have ropes, whips and clubs.
Coyote's Voice: A Fable of Creation
He padded around the base of the giant cactus and called up to the wren. "i am not hunting," he cried. "i wish to learn to sing. will you teach me?" cactus wren peered down at coyote before answering. "i am no great singer," the bird buzzed.
Saguaro Sky - Part Four - Chip on the shoulder
Don turned around to look and they both ran back through the gate, and hid behind the cactuses. hal was still rock hard, and don held it up against the horse's chest as they tried to get as close to the cactuses as possible without getting poked.
Can you rape the willing?
Came from getting your no longer virgin ass ripped up by my cactus dick. say you like it." "n-no!...it hurts!..." "course it hurts. it's your first time and i didn't use lube or prep you at all.