New meetings
Craigs mom moved to the stove and took the sausages off the skillet and placed them evenly on both plates. craig scarved down them down in a matte of seconds and put the plate in the sink "thanks mom."
Broken Egg Bar
A selection of sausages for personal order. say it back to me so i know you're not stupid." "wh-what? uh... i want to buy a personal order of sausage?"
Dad 2
"sausage?" david asked. "i mean these" he added, handing his son's boyfriend, deryl the plate of store bought sausage. deryl passed the plate to sam. "it's store bought so it's safe" david said, noticing deryl not taking any.
7 Layers of Fur
At this point, her meals were sausage and once in awhile some greens.** **then the final stage. she was hung in the main lobby for all to see. her vagina and boobs for the world to see.
For Love of Love 21: Apologies
"alright, i'll go put on some bacon and sausages, then," sandie said. "i'll leave you two alone."
Tail's 12 Days of Shitsmas
His bowels were blending international flavors in a unique and unforgettable culinary assortment of poopy turd-sausages.
The Best Recipe
"i _always_ bring the sausage," his husband continued. "you know that. sausages and cream, the alejandro..._speciale_." noel felt a little quiver run through him as the stallion used his full spanish accept. god, he loved that accent.
The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope Part 3
My line of thought was distracted for a moment when i glanced up to see him holding a sausage in his mouth rather suggestively. i gave him a dry look before resuming thinking.
A Twist of Life Part 2 of ?
Sitting in the parking lot he chewed on the sausage stick and listened to the cd for about half an hour and watched the lights of cars going by. flicking his tail around the side of the seat, he scratched the tip.
My Blind Son
"sausage, and egg, and... uhm..." "biscuits." i say smiling, laying the contents infront of him and handing him a fork. he cut the biscuit and put the sausage in it, smiling. "my fave!" he says, his tail beating back and forth.
In Which Master Goat and the Famous Cock Part Company, Chapter 3/4
Just a little hook of his thumbs under the thin fabric of his thong, and his abundant boyish assets were in their natural state once more, eggs and sausage both bouncing free as he wiggled out of his skimpy undies.
The table, the barabrian, and the cake
The vulpines eyes watered as partially chewed sausage and cheese was forced down his throat and into that piggy belly.