Pizza
A few crumbs spew from his mouth as he asks. "yes!" tango's tail starts up and slaps the couch's arm rest. after smiling at her for a moment, he looks over at the dog, fluffles, who's still asleep on the recliner next to the couch.
Trekking Out
He worked through those four carts at a blistering pace, his face getting a thick covering of crème, crumbs, and glaze as he glutted.
Cookie Thief
"you do know that you have cookie crumbs on your muzzle, right? also i can clearly smell that you've opened it and not to mention you have the container behind..." he was cut off as she grabbed his head and stuffed it between her cleavage.
Belied (Vignette)(FAImport)
All melded together in a sea of lust and crumbs and flesh. \*\*\* this story brought to you by the wg prompt randomizer -- today's prompt is... write a story without describing any bellies.
Addiction
He cleaned up the plastic cups, tossed the cookie crumbs in the trash and turning out the lights, closed the door.
Beginnings Ch. 7
He burst out laughing and sprayed crumbs all over the table. "sorry, it's just that i never knew you had an apron like that. i'll help cook." he grabbed the other apron and put it on. he struggled with the knot. "here," i said, moving up behind him.
Dreamland Part 1
Kren wiped some crumbs from the side of his face as he was laying in them only a second before. "only a dream" he sighed in relief, "i really need to lay off the monsters and potato chips every night, they're giving me some crazy dreams."
Maid isn't a clean job ;)
Intently watching ants go around, carrying bread crumbs through the attic. my ears straightened to the call of my mistress, her soft, sensual voice sounding all through the mansion.
Decrpypting a Fox
crumbs in dumpsters only go so far. the vehicle came to a stop. richard gritted his teeth and steeled himself. nerves made mistakes, and he did not intend to screw this up.
next life capter 1
; i said let her go i charged the fox punching him in the gut he doubled over gasping for breath kill hime he yelled a wolf swinging a crowbar tried to hit me in the head i caught it with one hand and countered with a left upper cut to the wolfs head he crumbed
Cake and Cunnilingus 3
Flecks of crumbs fall off as the robe falls to the floor, but his effeminate figure comes into full view, from the fruit-freckled cake skin of his chest down to the spongey cock hanging between his slight legs. “do you approve, madam?"
Cake and Cunnilingus 2
So perfectly presented is it that it peels away without taking a single crumb with it, leaving the cake itself an artistic mold of the crinkling of the wrapper.