Cooking with: Ep1 - Katherine
wine heat up and infuse into the testicles."
Change is a good thing - Macabre Masquerade
"a special wine, aged for hundreds of years. enjoy." the zebracorn smiled and took the glass, thanking his host before taking a soft sip. "oh my god..." the wine was better than sex!
Covet, Part 2 - Lust
As he placed a wine glass onto the counter and began pouring the wine in, he calmly asked, "so, how was your day?" she watched him pour more into the glass than usual, but she said nothing of it. "uneventful, really."
New Inspiration
"oh, don't worry about that," said pete, who had taken the wine out of the bag and was going to get the corkscrew. "anyway, have a seat, i'll get the wine." he grabbed a couple of his nicer wine glasses from the cabinet.
The Law of Eye and Ear
The wine might have washed the persistent taste of salt from his tongue. "i'm... sorry, sir," he half stuttered, half begged, "i might have been too quick to say no. is there still any wine left in the bottle?"
From big bad wolf to... little bitch... or is that ewe
Allowing ingress first to the warm wine and then to the hot tongue that eagerly followed it. tentatively bannval rolled, shifting his weight until his heavy body was over quinoz's.
Be Careful What You Want
She took the glass and the tray, keeping the wine in one hand and setting the tray on a delicate golden legged stand she did not recall being there a second ago. not quite sure what to do with herself, she stood awkwardly with her wine.
Sisterly rivialry
._ _ginger looked over her eyes glazed over from the night long drinking, three and a half bottles of wine on the table. a glass knocked over with a small puddle of red wine jst under the lip.
The Satyr's Trade
It tasted better than any wine or beer he had back in the village, and it brought water to his eyes with even the first mouthful. with the wine and the fire warming him, and the smells of supper being cooked, kethov started to relax a little.
Reality and Release
Still within what he could call a pleasant stupor, rather than the all-out intoxication he was sure to experience should he indulge in any more of the wine. he wasn't sure whether to welcome the dullness or curse himself for going all out on the wine.
Beginning to Solidify
"ah, quit whining about my wine and _pour_ it," brad rumbled, waving a paw at him. "you're supposed to drink them in like three days, you know." "maybe according to wine snobs.
The Tavern
Bernard asked "you wanna see my wine cellar?" although the fox wasn't a cynosure of wine he more thought that the dog wanted something more than to show him wine so he agreed. they walked down into the cellar and tapa was surprised at what he saw.