Recon
But klepto had one more trick up his sleeve.
Doodle Story: Frontal Assault
#3 of klepto misadventures klepto, the six-inch-tall monkey bandit strikes again, this time invading a lion's home in search for tiny hidden diamonds.
Doodle Story: Bigger Is Always Smellier
klepto grinned, knowing the crocodile was about to fetch that sapphire and hand it to him like an idiot. along with being a master of stealth, klepto was also a manipulative liar.
Doodle Story: Is It Worth It?
"out of all the places in this house, he had to hide his stash in the most putrid one," muttered klepto. there was nothing klepto could do about it.
Back to Work
The others were talking among themselves... except for klepto. daniel chuckled at the sight, shuffling into the row in front of the other odst. specialist klepto was clad in full armour, visor polarised over, napping again.
Latex Stream Story 2: Conditioned by the Costume
Even when the mischief maker had gotten him to cum while fighting the killer klepto, nothing had been visible through the suit. the nanites had 'eaten' - for lack of a better word - his load before it could do anything, even balloon the suit.
Trolled
_ through the murky, groggy darkness, kali klepto heard the voice. slowly opening her eyes she found herself laying in a steel casket.
Quality Employment
I nabbed it before miss klepto grabbed it. want me to grab it now or wait until morning?" "yeah, we were just having dinner," said miziz as he checked his mailbox. "and, yeah, morning might be better." the raccoon winked. "have a good one then!"
Everyone Does It Some More
He'd found another outlet to keep his mind from going back to that old klepto bug. two outlets, actually... he hummed happily as a female mouse he'd picked up at a local bar eagerly sucked on his circumcised cock.
Immortal
Even specialist klepto was out of armour, with his cap pulled low over his brow. kali stood beside her adoptive father, also clad in a white naval uniform tailored to fit her form neatly.
Indian Giver
Mischievously scarce and evident sock-klepto-maniac, daz lived in the moogle's walls, predominantly around his room. innocent usually, and an easy-to-live-with neighbour, save his evident habit. it was nothing personal.
The Life of Another - Chapter 38
So, what's on your mind besides creepy, klepto caracals? you want to discuss the valium some more? or is it the whole _distant_ thing? just tell me where to focus." and with that, roger's genuine concern washed over me, changing my mood in a heart beat.