Dealing With an Intruder
Content with her guest and her progress, the keaton rolled, pinning him underneath her. resting her tails on his face, she rubbed their conjoined tools, grateful for the unexpected moment of bliss and the opportunity he presented her.
Kitchen Debauchery
The flame of her loins was enraged by such a sight, and her failed desperate attempts to extinguish it led her to pull the rolling pin out of her dank hole with a splorch.
Draykan vs. Ashlynn 2
The dragon wraps his arms and legs around her and rolls, pinning her down against the ground himself, snorting hot breath onto her cheek. "you think you've got me beat? well, i'm not fighting for fun... i'm fighting to win!"
Dullie And The Piper
We fought with what we had... rolling pins, forks, spoons and kitchen knives." he pulled the cheese towards himself and sat back into the shadows again. with a satisfied grunt, he bit into the cheese.
Realisation - Chapter 13
It was clarice, she had waddled out from behind the counter and was brandishing a rolling pin, waving it about her head. if it weren't for the severity of the situation, it would have looked hilarious. 'get away from dem!' 'fuck off, fatty.'
Forest Keep 52
Sitting carefully back on the marker he sighed and hoped shalla wasn't doing the same thing as he was certain she wouldn't be using a rolling pin.
Part Sixteen
I wanted to smack him right between the eyes with my rolling pin!" she huffed, crossing her arms in disgust. "thank you ma'am. he sounds like the idiot cher had a run in with the other night.
High School Days Ch 11: Coffee Shop Blues
She shook the rolling pin after him as david ran to his room. once he was safely in his room with the door closed, the kangaroo had to cover his face with a pillow to drowned out the laughter.
Before the match.
Drake rolled pinning the smaller female on the ground but her long legs wraped around his waist. "your going to get hurt amber." he said pushing his chest against hers.
Trampling Chamber
The weight was nearly unbearable as az rolled the micro around beneath him, as if manipulating a rolling pin or a steamroller over his squirming form.
Can’t Stop the Feeling
Written by twistedsnakes perhaps it was the way the rolling-pin-like object sat in the antique shop, leaning against the stand in its glass display window.
Thanks for the food
Placing a tiny mother on the wooden board, he picked up a heavy rolling pin, now looking starving at the sapphire colored figure. - sweetie? what are you doing? you don't need it; you hear me? please, whatever is going on, just stop it.