Bogged Detour
His eyes roved along the path he'd taken and his shoulders stiffened a little, he saw a clump of three travellers. they were minding their own business but he didn't exactly want to run into them if he could help it.
WANTED: MiLF's CH.2
But within a moment her hands roved down her body's front and teased at the crotch of her outfit. moving her weight once more she hooked her right ankle around the poll and pressed her busty frame against the pole.
Welcome Home Sasha
She lightly toweled the younger female off and again eyed her critically, her eyes roving to the feline's heat swollen slit. "the first heat is always the worst."
To Wish For Simplicity...
The vixen stepped inside, her fretful eyes roving across the bedlam sprawled about.
Twisted Space
Between the temporary stations and blinking clouds of shuttles motored massive capital ships, each one tailored to some different manner of entertainment, be it roving restaurants, traveling intergalactic clubs and strip joints, vessel component shops for
The Arrival (Part 2)
Clean smoke rose from some of the chimneys and the golden thatch roves glistened with moisture under the afternoon sun. the architect looked like he may have been a mad-man.
otter-mated
It just hit me like roving shrapnel. i was in a state of panic realizing that i slept with him last night. it troubled me to know that we did more than just sleeping.
Enochian: Book 3, Chapter 2
Now her gaze roved around to the dog, but he broke down into tears before she even opened her mouth, staggering backwards and begging: "no more, please, no more... i... i can't take it.
Decisions
"i believe there may be a traitor in our midst," concluded korthgar, his dark eyes roving the group suspiciously.
Track and Field: Part 10 - Red
I'd never posed for a drawing before, but there was something sexy about the idea of his eyes roving over me and picking out every little detail. i shifted on the bed and looked over myself.
Some Clear Joy
To rove. and the mouse's tail jerked this way ... and that ... before slowing, going limp, and simply ... falling. trailing off the couch. while his ears flushed.
The Natural Flow of Water
His paws roved, roved, and went to those. he thumbed one of her nipples. slowly, running his furred, blunt-clawed thumb over the pink, fleshy nub, feeling it harden just a bit. and just a bit more. "yeah?" he whispered.