Outcall to Babylon – A Party for Three
The 'tart suit', as delilah liked to call it, was one that was frequently requested by a significant number of her regulars.
Surviving Summer Pt. 1
The feline let his eyes hood as he licked himself, the tart taste melting slowly on his tongue, and soon, his lips pressed around the head.
Chapter 4 (Riley)
I go into the kitchen, go into the cupboards and grab a pack of pop tarts. this is my usual breakfast. well, that and a small cup of milk.
Anduin Wrynn's Adventures: Ch. 6 - Darnassian Hospitality
He wiggled his agile adolescent tongue across the silky folds, collecting as much tart, tasty goodness as he could conjure up from her depths, before thrusting his tongue as deeply into her pussy as it could go.
The Devil's Deal - Part One
"some tarts and little cakes." ailsa picked up the leather pack and opened it. "village told me brambleberry was your favorite. "it is." the dragon gazed into the pack, then pushed his snout in.
Grand Duel Academy: Chapter 1
After chugging down some oj and grabbing a couple of pop tarts, he runs out the door...before realizing he forgot one last thing. he runs back in, going back to his room and grabbing his duel disk.
Furry High School: Spring Romance: Chapter Twenty
The door closed behind him as kaipo took a bit from one of his tarts, bumping into a husky as he turned around, letting out a sound in the process "well, good morning to you too."
Nightmare
"i like blueberry tarts and minced meat pies. how much is that carriage?" the ship rocked to the side forcing me to collide with the wall and bloodied my nose in the process forcing me to drop to a knee.
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 5.2 Doen
Teeth gnashing against bone, the fox tasted blood in his muzzle, but his fur tarted to stand on end when he realized that his assailant hadn't so much as cried out in pain, let alone make any attempt to remove his digits from zeke's
Dragon's Path: Inside a Hippogryph
He was used to the sharp musk of male, the tart taste of warm seed rolling upon his tongue. though there were a few tints of that among the creature's scent, vrelgor ignored them.
Nick Wilde and his Mother
"could you reach the pop tarts for me? mommy put it too high on the shelf!" the dad chuckled then got out of bed. "sure thing champ!" he went to the kitchen. before nick went, he noticed something sticking out from under his bed.
Pelvic Punch, Nasal Crunch
"is that so," he said tartly. "well, you know, as fine as i _usually_ am with random public sex, it's almost eight o'clock and i promised my boss i'd be in his office at nine."