Hairy Potter-- beginnings
You ought to be locked up, you shameless tart!" "right. we're out of 'ere, 'airy. you come w' me then," the giant grumbled. "and good riddance!" it was dudley, from the hallway.
A Summer Day in 1989
I didn't feel like cooking so i just ate a couple of pop tarts instead. i didn't feel like having coffee either so i just poured some tap water into a paper cup. i wish 2015 was a dream, but it was not.
Rekindled Flames
It had a tart, bittersweet taste that latched onto every corner of his mouth. his instincts urged him to spit it out.
Steam Heat
Oh fuck did he taste good, sweet, spicy and just a hint of tartness that made my dick throb in anticipation. i just grinned up at him deviously after he freaked and shouted. "what the hell are you doing, dude?!"
Bucky: the Oh Deer ending
"and i suppose if one couldn't hurt, a whole handful wouldn't either. he crammed three whole handfuls in his mouth and chewed. the refreshing juices wet every part of his mouth cheeks painfully packed with the tart pulp. he leaned back, taking great pleasure
Rugby Balls
In lieu of tart words, desmond smacked adharc's ass. the rhinoceros barely flinched but his retaliation was to buck in past the threshold of desmond's throat.
Double Blind Monster
It didn't hurt that the human was also hungry as he picked the tart that the elf had put down and took a few bites of it.
Work Slut
– jill forcing her to please another woman's cunt as more climax filled her mouth, the thickly tart taste humiliating her more than any silly spiral possibly could have.
Pumbaa's Tonguebath
Wasting no time, timon began to lick at the length, not even wincing from the powerfully tart tang that shocked his taste buds. instead he was already trying to get more.
Diapered Dragons
He asked as he snatched his pop tarts and started to eat. "hmmmm, lets see." ver said as he looked over his clipboard as he ate his own breakfast of frosted flakes. "ah we have 2 meetings and a lunch appointment.
Morning Tie-Ups
But to nova's very vocal delight, the arousal clouding his mind reduced his attentions to devouring her as if he'd been starving for a taste, eager tongue spreading her folds as he lapped up her tart nectar while his lips brushed back and forth over her little
the Dalmatian under the tree part four
"what cereal do you have" eli asked "we have weet bix, sultan bran, captain crunch or cocoa pops" khareem said looking over his shoulder "hmm maybe not i guess i could go with a couple of pop tarts if that's okay" eli asked and khareem turned around