Craigslist Bull 3 Twincest
On the plate was a huge lobster tail with drawn butter, a large slab of prime rib, a medley of asparagus, red peppers and green beans and a loaded baked potato. he next placed an identical plate in front of me.
Meeting My Father
"and my personal favorite, maine lobster ravioli, served in a garlic butter sauce with mushrooms. i hope chipmunks like lobster as much as otters do." "looks incredible, actually," i said, readying my silverware.
Worst First Date Ever
When the appetizers came out, ashton only ordered a salad while pandora got the lobster and two sides. what an expensive date this was turning out to be.
I, Dacien Chapter Thirteen: Affirmation
He'd been so careful; he was carrying the tureen of saffron lobster bisque into the dining room, and it had been his task to hold it while a footman served the master and his guests.
A Night with Lance's Parents
We're having lobster. there's always some extra, it's no trouble at all. and i know lance doesn't get to see you much, now that you're off getting a higher education, hm?"
Little Mistakes
Red lobster wasn't terrible like some of the other seafood places that were around this area. she put seven dollars down on the table and the waitress returned.
TLOSH 3: Goodbyes and Good FUCKs
She twitched, her skin a deep, lobster red in the chest, and pink most of the rest of the body. the grass around her was stained crimson, and likely that was never going to come out.
Centerpiece
Aaron grinned and sat down on the edge of the mattress, holding a pair of soft, locking bondage cuffs and a snap hook connector - two lobster clasps joined by a strip of nylon with a d-ring situated in the middle - for binding them together.
Untouched Heat
She grabbed her stuffed lobster and shook it furiously, sending it flying against the wall where it fell to the ground with a sad squeak. that was unlady-like, martha thought.
CH10 Dreams of Blue
Small talk and buttered spire lobster had been shared between the extended family.
Finding Love Chapter 2
Her hands were making lobster-claw motions and her eyes and mouth were set in that horrible, evil, -slightly arousing- leer was practically carved onto her face.
Set Me Free ch 4
"or a cooked lobster." "comedian" i muttered, making him laugh even more. "give me a break!" "all right." he finished his milk. "thanks for the drink." "you're welcome. warm milk always help me sleep." "me too. what woke you up?"