Forever and for Always
In his somewhat messy kitchen, i grabbed ice cream from the freezer and scooped some into two dishes for us, drizzling hot fudge and caramel onto each.
Confectionary Climax
His deft hands felt as if they were on autopilot as he frosted cakes and mixed fudge. the portly fox was almost jealous of the younger man's improvement. it was almost as if he was looking in an old mirror.
Lurker's Siren Song
Being out in the fudging cold was one thing, but having it be so cold, icicles forming on your sucker-hat was another. she has sadly nowhere to go too either it seemed. no home or anything especially when so cold is torture.
Valuable Assets - Part 2
The butt fudge was shoved about in every crevice and corner as it was masticated, plenty being wedged into his teeth while nuts and corns were crushed between his molars.
Every Guy Deserves a Man Cave
The dane's warm laugh spread over like hot fudge over a sundae. a heated blush consequently warmed the skin of jace's cheeks and down onto his neck while his head bobbed slightly. smirking, the dane prodded. "hmm? do you like this, pup?"
Review of a Lifetime
"hush now, saucers don't talk," said chraff, more than little paternalistically, as he quieted the mare with a palmful of fudge ice cream stuffed into her muzzle.
An Outing
With one more light sigh, an obvious hissing picked up and bee forced out what little pee was left in her after such a strenuous fudging. diaper had gone from soft and cool to warm, squidgy, and muddy.
2012 Zombie Apocalypse: through eyes of four teenagers
"wholly fudge... this is the shirt i've been savin' for" he said. if you really looked at him you could have swore that drool was coming out from his mouth. he tugged on the tag to get a better view at the price. ~ah, fuck!
Gotta Catch a Probopass!
The second stream hit her cheek, splatting a creamy white over her face, the neck streaked over her muzzle, oozing down either side and clinging to her small fangs like the hot fudge on a sundae.
Her Little Study Buddy
Strange as that should have been to her, she turned her focus right back to what an incredible feeling she'd been graced with, wondering if she might be able to get away with a **pair** of orgasms before she was done fudging the answers of her test.
Stop That Ice Cream Truck!
Reina asked, fudging up an excuse as quickly as she could and adding a nervous smile, to boot.
Outhouse Oversight
It's sweat dripping from leopold's fudge factory, some of the salty liquid getting into his mouth which causes him to reflexively attempt to retch which proves to be a mistake when some of the faeces drops into his mouth, firm enough to prop it open, which