[Desert Romance] Farwell to Farrell
Behind him sat his motorcycle. "snap out of it, man.
The Family Vulpes Chp1
The low, roughly hewn stone cut roof had forced the vixen to press snugly into the body of her motorcycle.
Biker Mouse From Milwaukee
Burnaby got on the motorcycle in front of her. despite what he had said about it being tight, the bike was so big and he was so small that elise had plenty of room. burnaby restarted the motorcycle and sped off down the road.
Young Love - Chapter 10
Scott then put a motorcycle helmet on jason's head. "now hop on." he put on his helmet and straddled on his bike as jason got on behind scott and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist.
One and Only Chapter 5
"i don't think your motorcycle is made for this!" to be honest i was a bit scared. after few seconds driving around in the woods we stopped infront of a tree house. "this ... is hutte von jason!"
Where Am I? Part 1
"yes it is" he replied as he helped me off of his motorcycle, and the daniel took his motorcycle into the garage. "come on let's go inside so i can show you around" i smiled i was excited to see what it looked inside.
Transcendence Chapter 12
His heart skipped a beat with a big, black motorcycle surged through the curtain of darkness over the entrance.
Decadence Chapter Eighteen: Freedom
And the four anthro dragons walked to the motorcycle. it was a tight fit; but they managed to do so.
Runt-Chapter 2
He was about to say something to retort, but was cut off by the sound of motorcycles roaring down the road. everyone looked up at three motorcycles rolling into the parking lot, followed by a black convertible with dark tinted windows.
Slow Dancing In The Dark
\>a weak excuse, but not one you were going to argue with \>"ok love, lets go" you say with a smile \>you hand interlocked with her padded fingers, you lead her back to her motorcycle.
Chapter I: The First Strike
Stopping somewhere in the mid-point of the city, where stopping at an apartment complex he parked his motorcycle and exited.
Aggrivation..
I buried the phone back inside the huge pocket of the leather jacket and then smoothed a hand along the motorbike that i was perched upon. it was still warm.