Good Boy
I don't have to worry if it's going to be a good night or a good weekend, i just know it. the end (for now)
Good Advice
Unfortunately i suppose at some point i up and became so good at my job no demon could touch me," he replied, chuckling to himself.
Salty is Good
#11 of reader's choice **salty is good** "sometimes, salty is a good thing," you say and lick your lips. malcolm blinks then shakes his head. "i'm beginning to think you might be incorrigible." "me?" you say with a feigned innocent tone.
A Good Friend
Brianna's good too." "i_know_ she's good. she's my _sister_. i _live_ with her." the car pulled into the drive and they all wombled out. brianna came outside to greet alfie, who let her nuzzle him for a few seconds.
Good Night
Show me the truth And I'll be a consent spirit If you don't want to then You will face the wrath of an Insane spirit I'll take everything you have And I'll leave you to die You have a price to pay A.k.a honesty Now tell me the truth And I...
A Good Selection
It feels good, **impossibly** good, as he curls his tongue and laps at you as you begin to get **wetter** , and you feel yourself twitch and swell with blood at the stimulation; he hums, hot breath over the sensitive fur of your thighs, and you_shiver_.
Feel good!
#2 of poetry good morning! feel content every once and a while, distract yourself from stress and sorrow, fake a smile, eventually it will get there, you think it's all going south but then something great happens, or it doesn't but c'mon!
Good Doggy
"hahaha, okay, good one," the husky male said, chuckling good-naturedly. "and no, it's martin. but you can call me mart, if you want." "mart and fart seem similar though, yes?" z pointed out.
Good bye
good-bye my little man...my little john.
A Good Influence
Just be a good boy and listen. see all this?" theo gestured to himself and all his immensity, shoving his arms under the overhang of his gut and heaving it up with muffled grunt for emphasis.
It is Sweet and Good
BOOM! A disappointed shell slammed into the ground behind us, sending up a shower of dirt and mud. We didn't care. We barely heard it. Like sleepwalkers we were, bent double like old beggars, trudging through the sludge at the bottom of the trench. We...
A good wake
Chuckling i took a drag on my fag and gave him a knowing smile, "oh i have good gaydar, you definitely ping on it. in a good way though."