Hopping Along, Ch. 8 - Flying (no sniffs)
Jiffy's is conker. mine's kao." kyle chuffed, glancing back down to the box he was searching. "i already told him mine, dork." "jiffy?" tommy asked. "nickname. jeff's my localized name, jiffy's what friends call me."
Hopping Along, Ch. 8 - Flying
Jiffy's is conker. mine's kao." kyle chuffed, glancing back down to the box he was searching. "i already told him mine, dork." "jiffy?" tommy asked. "nickname. jeff's my localized name, jiffy's what friends call me."
Pure Fury 2: Act I
Fur met hair as the cat's hefty ballsack knocked against the top of her head like conkers made of steel; she could practically hear the titanic testicles churning away, their sole objective to pump her poor stomach as full as possible.
But What a Thrill!
All of it in the middle of god playing conkers with the universe.
Brother-Sister Attraction
Falling free from the shirt had provided the terrific tits with momentum and they were just now coming to settle, having bounced back and forth like a set of weighty conkers.