Nature's Pleasurable Oddities
The vines immediately retreated off milea's wrists, scampering into its pot. the old wolf put the pot back on the shelf and examined milea's now bleeding wrists.
The Curse Deepens [Commission]
Circ wiggled forward to the pot, kneeling next to it. he reared back and rammed his shoulder into the pot, but it was too heavy to tip and too sturdy to break. he recoiled, his shoulder throbbing.
Agony of De-Feet (Commission for Wardenz07)
Allen looked down, at the pot. he had never covered what to do if an ancient pot suddenly started talking to him. maybe the heat was finally getting to him.
Puppies and Flowers
Still, it amazed him that she was up out of her pot! she wore the skirt, thankfully, that he had given her on that most embarrassing day, but from the bottom of it, where it normally rested on the soil in her pot, were two legs!
Tai's Adventure in Diaperhood
Then, he grabbed the pot of chili and went back to the living room. tai was in pure heaven being agumon's diaper. "what are you waiting for? lick away." said agumon. tai instantly began rimming his butt like there was no tomorrow.
Things vaginas are called
Glove, cock sock, cock pocket, jj, hoohah, bajingo, cum dumpster, sperm bottle, goop chute, slit, trim, quim, pooter, love rug, poontang, poonanie, cooch, tunnel of love, vertical bacon sandwich, bearded clam, cookie, cooleyhopper, nookie, the pink, honey pot
Ebony Schwartzwurm and Her Loyal Kobolds
With a final tiny push, one last solid poop landed into the pot with a plop like a stone into a lake. with a sigh, ebony shook her butt, making whatever remained drip into the pot, and walked away, lying down some ways away.
Can You Help Me? - Learning
I followed and watched as he pulled the pot off the stove. "you'll have to make your shower quick or all the water will run out," he told me walked back towards me with the huge pot.
AFTERTALE Ch. 1
"put me in the stupid pot." sans carefully placed flowey in the pot. adding extra soil to make sure he had room to wiggle and get comfortable. carrying flowey back to the house he came in quietly. the smell of fresh snail pie was strong.
How should I know? Chapter 12: To keep going?
I spat some water on the side of the pot in order to cool if off a bit. the water ran down the pot and fell into the fire and thus putting it out. "well that'll stop the heat..."
Black Tie Formal
Madam potting smiled back and stroked the fur collar around her neck before responding, "ms. abigail keegan, what a beautiful name." abi blushed slightly, "yours is as well, madam potting."
A Coffee Chop Rump
I ask him, reaching for the coffee pot filling it up with water. "umm, yes please that would be great." he replies easing up a little. "how do you like it? cream? sugar?" i ask him as i turn on the coffee pot.