Double Helix over the Moon
Lavrin reached inside and pulled out what resembled a fortune from inside of a fortune cookie. this fortune said he would be fifty thousand dollars richer if he went along with this thing, as if the odd words no longer mattered.
Man's Best Friend
He dove between her legs, his tongue sliding over the fortune cookie there, then slipping insider, her incredibly tight muscles clamping while she howled and yowled in pure pleasure.
Kaze\'s Commission 1: Night of Fortune
The fortune cookie was wrong, right? three nights later, kaze sighed and put down his tray.
A Warm Pouch
"i was the one who put this party together, who rented this place, who got those delicious fortune cookies and this is how they repay me? as the bathroom loser therapist?"
Kevin Stair and Dr. Humble: A Serial Romance Part 1
Humble fished through the napkins and fortune cookies in the bottom and came up with two pairs. "i've always felt it was somehow wrong to eat chinese food with a fork," dr. humble said. "absolutely." they tucked into their feast.
Daki and Nathaniel
The finished, leaving only the two fortune cookies. nathaniel grabbed his cookie and opened it. daki broke his up, taking the small piece of paper from this delicious container before stuffing the cookie into his maw.
Lady and the Tramp: In the Pipe, Five by Five
Tramp's eyes adjusted to see lulu's dripping, puffy fortune cookie hovering above his muzzle. her stub-tail wagged back and forth, just above rosie's head. tramp leaned upward to once again slip his tongue inside the needy bitch.
Public Relations
It was a fortune cookie slip with a phone number crawled onto it in bright red ink. very bold of her to try this as a way to secure another interview. giving out her number to personally secure that next big scoop.
Pier Pleasures
Without missing a beat he leaned into her and started lapping at her folds, his soft tongue parting her fortune-cookie lips and exposing the pink of her depths with every lick.
Three heads, Two Hands, One Tailmaw
With each slobbery thrust of his tongue into the increasingly wet insides, she pawed herself harder, dexterous fingers molesting her fortunate cookie in turns until she thrust her middle finger all the way to the knuckle.
Feel the Pull
He also noticed the distinct fortune cookie outline in the fabric. "my _box_ needs love." "damn right it does," marjani agreed, moving nearer. he almost tripped. briefly and unsuccessfully, he tried to get his pants off over his shoes.
Lonely Oak Chapter 95 - Broken Wisdom
"your fortune cookie?" she questioned, picking it up. "you don't want it?" he shrugged, pulling off the sealed lid of his meal and dumping the noodles in. "they get old after a while.