A trainer's story [21]

Even though there was an air conditioner in the room, the atmosphere was tense like cooled custard, even monferno didn't dare to do or say anything foolish that would provoke ryan.

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"From Whom All Blessings Flow," Part B

A last lick to get every crumb of cake, jam and custard, and then the dishes were put aside with a rattle.

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Doors

On and on he ate too as this happened, the doughnuts melding into pies and then to cupcakes, then still onwards to custard. biting down into air a few times, luchas realized his feeder had stopped giving him those vital nutrients he needed to gain.

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Chapter 13: Vowels of Silence.

I nodded, getting the first spoonful of banana custard on my chin. a few licks determined that it was in fact, delicious, so when miss luna offered me the next bite with a "say ahhhhhhhh" i complied, the next "aaaaaa" and so on.

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Mistress' Harem 4: Meeting the Family

This was thick and viscous, more like the consistency of warm custard. he smeared it over ardan's cock, making the snake twitch and moan. his brother's dick was thick and long. in fact they were about the same size.

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Zootopia: Dirty Hairy part 1

A leopard custard cream delight." ben was overjoyed by the size of the pastry treat specially designed for the feline pallet. "and?" fritz said as he reached back into the bag and pulled out a tall coffee. "a cheeta-mocca supreme."

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Gideon & The Hopps

I've got ya blueberry, ya cherry, and, of course, your carrot custard pie." bonnie nodded as she smelled those fresh pies, "mmm, yes. you do make the best pies in bunnyburrow, gideon." she held the door for him, "please, come on in."

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Family Love and Moments

That night they all sat down for a large meal of meat, vegetables, bread, wine, fish, and best of all, zimrane, a known delicacy rather like trifle but with a variety of fruit instead of jelly and gumic paste instead of custard.

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After Dinner

Either way, cross licked his lips after drinking it, claiming it tastes like custard. then in front of my eyes... he began shrinking and his clothes as well were shrinking. unlike in thealicemovie.

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The Birth of Hyperion Academy - Chapter 1

His fluffy, puffy custard-yellow coat, lighter in the chest and stomach, belied his thin, fragile figure. a happy trail of darker fur connected his navel to his sheath, where barely-descended taut nuts hugged tightly to his crotch.

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HGH

His mouth tasted of custards and creams and powdered-sugar. he smacked his lips, stretching his arms above his head. his shirt tucked itself beneath his dangling moobs. he didn't even bother to pull it back down.

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