Hustled
Slow, shuffling feet move along the cracked and damp concrete of the worn sidewalk. Neither wizened woman speaks as they approach the most inhospitable of places to anyone of sane mind. Flashing neon signs blink various brands of beer and the deafening...
The Hustle
Ya can't hustle me." nick smirked. "it ain't a hustle, fin." he said, smugly. nick set his beer on the ground and reached down, pulling the zipper on his brown slacks. fin watched, surprised, as the fox pulled his fly open and fished inside.
Hustle
"Good evening, gentlemen. You like striptease?" The skinny coyote was what felt like that two dozenth scammer to approach us during our weekend trip to Wylenka. We had spent the weekend pounding the narrow cobblestone streets and -- more importantly...
"Respect"
"Respect" By Ken Anderson, 13 September, 2009 No, I've never felt Such calm and such peace, As when I have walked These crowded streets. With nods and smiles, They call out to me, To offer me greetings, Or something to eat, ...
Stung 1: The Tiger in the Bar
'But why him? I don't get it.' A blue fox and a white tiger were standing on a dark street at night-time. They were both about eighteen years of age, both looking a little uncomfortable and uneasy in the dark, silent street....
Hustling the Hustler
The temperature outside of the air conditioned gym was over 100 degrees, forcing everyone looking for their exercise inside less they risk heat exhaustion. For Tamati his dark fur made running outside even worse. Besides, the dark fox enjoyed showing...
Hustles and Humping
Imagine the look on her face when she sees her cuffs on you, and your cock twitching, spurting, cumming coz of the hustle we pulled on her."
The Side Hustle
Chris had just arrived home after a particularly exhausting day at work and was relieved that he could finally relax. Truthfully, that could've been accomplished at any point during the day seeing as how he was his own boss, but as a budding...
After the Hustle
-o-o-o- **after the hustle**
Pit bull Hustle
"fuck off you hustling little shit." the doberman barked, his friend not even trying to hold him back anymore. the bear took a seat at a stool and just watched. "solids." the rottie breathed, "you any good?"
Insubordination - Zootopia Fan Fiction
"it's called a hustle, sweetheart." the end
Hustles All The Way Down
Nick's philosophy was that the best kind of hustle was the one where the mark never even realized that they had been hustled.