Breaking the Meta
Some of the other kinds are called flan, aren't they?" "y-yeah. the black ones, specifically." liera grunted as her stomach began to growl. "...shoulda packed more food for the road." "we'll be fine," said viestras.
The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 21
The humans had left to report to colonel flanning while spyro reported to terrador and the other guardians. spyro had told them they had found the group, and of what they talked about.
My Pet Monkey
If you were raped by a flan, it'd be too good for you, you disgusting piece of filth! admit it!" "i'm a piece of filth!" zidane screamed in agreement, tears in his eyes. "you want to rape that filthy rat slut!"
Noche de Amor
La mamá de hunk no era muy buena cocinando, así que les preparo algo sencillo, 4 enchiladas suizas para cada uno, agua de limón y un flan como postre. la pareja se sentó a la mesa y comenzó a comer.
Crónicas de la Frontera: Capítulo II
El lobo se incorporó rápidamente, temblando como un flan y con el cuerpo empapado de sudor, mientras trataba de ordenar sus pensamientos y de tranquilizarse un poco.
Goozilla
Grey could not make even the slightest movement without making his entire body wobble like a delicious flan. grey's body seemed to swell and then grow in pulsing turns.
The Lone And Level Sands Stretch Far Away
--murd and flan file attachment: cloudpeaks01.jpeg cloudpeaks02.jpeg cloudpeaks03.jpeg view\_panorama01.jpeg view\_panorama02.jpeg \*\*\* entry zajin alep five this huge animal flew up to us!
El culo de Anthony
.´´ ''aja,siga´´ anthony estaba,si no lo estaba ya,nervioso como un flan en un terremoto.sudaba.y sentia que se le subian los calores a la entrepierna y que su verga se ponia dura.habia que relajarse,que iba en pantalon corto,y en verano,(por que era verano
la peintre
Sur le côté de la route, et je retombai inanimé sur le sol : ma vision commençait à se brouiller, les images défilaient devant mes yeux : mes poursuivants s'étaient arrêtés et ma moto, encastrée dans la barrière métallique, gisait sur le flan
Jahaliya : Young Wives Tale Chapter 3
Tarts, custards, and flans stood like an army on towering trays and carts, ready to be pushed out at a moment's notice. "...and i do so love making these for the nobles." he gestured to the pies. "this is one of my best creations.
Dating Out. Chapter Three.
Corey groaned, sighing so much his entire body squished down like a deflated flan. his phone buzzed and he pulled it out to check the text he'd gotten. "are you on your break yet, corey?" it was maxwell. the canine checking in on him.
Thrash and Gnash: Reaction Park
He saw a small snack stand that sold bowls of flan. even as the seller handed the treat to a customer he could see the bouncing and jiggling of the soft food in his round container. a tingle in his crotch told him this wasn't working.