Best Day EVER!!!!! (pt:27)
You pick up fawful, and follow them to peach`s castle. peach cooks fawful, and you all eat. when you are done, there`s alot left over. peach puts the leftovers in a container, and puts on the lid. you grab the container with your wolf jaws.
A Kiss is a Kiss
Straightening my spine, i held my tail aloof as i walked into "peach." i'd thought about it on the way over and came up with what i thought was a brilliant idea.
Twin's Revenge
"sorry peach. i didn't mean to drop out of character laura." he yanked her blouse completely off tearing it worse and then struggled to get the uncooperative feline out of her bra. "this is not a joke!!"
Birds of a Feather
"thank you, and while we're at it, how much for those peaches?" their sweet aroma had found its way inside her nostrils. "five copper for a dozen, sweetest peaches this side of the empire!" the red's earfins perked up at the prospect of a sale.
Two Dawns, or, Hauntings of the Past, Pleasures of the Present
"did you just figure that peaches would become interested in what you were doing?" cleo again shook her head. hm... then how did she.... hm.... how to ask... "did you communicate what to do to peaches?" she haltingly nodded.
Just Another Day In The Pack
He obviously excited by the alphas' display, his penis extended from the peach-colored fur of his sheath. his ears pricked as he noticed her approach.
The Bounty Hunter and the Princess
peach blew her a kiss, too late samus felt the slight pressure of the vibe wand pressed against her crotch.
Twinks Across America: Ch. 33 - Georgia
Not to mention the curvy backside of a snow-white peach.
[QC-33] Two Course Meal
It's a blend of peaches and cream as well as a few other herbs." "peaches and cream tea? i'm not so sure that sounds all that good." vel countered. saethwr nodded.
Fruits of the Season
He rubbed the fuzzy skin of the peach and extended his hand out to ceylon.
A Foreign Holiday
One was in lavender; the other in peach. as sweet and demure as they were, they were utter sexual predators. not bothering to undress, the first climbed aboard, taking my full eight inches without so much as a whimper.
Peachy Keen
Fib said, buckteeth biting into a peach. juice instantly dribbled down his whiskers and chin, which he dabbed up with a tablecloth. "i'm kinda biased. don't think petra has ever liked me."