U.O.P.I Chapter 2, Page 7
I asked nervously, "happy birthday" he said as a clocked bonged at midnight, "okay.. how the hell did you remember that?" i asked really shocked, "remember your 10th" he said and held up a wolfspain flower, "the you left." i said looking at the flower.
Late Bloomer: Loving Bunny makes a Man
My mom's clock makes a little bong every half hour. it bonged three times while i was fucking her in that position.
Jessicka's Revenge
Getting her skull-bong made from an actual skull, and top-shelf bud, jessi plopped on the couch and lit up. the first hour or so was a haze of hilarity.
Getting Caught
A beautiful glass bong with tribal designs etched in the surface of the glass. it was already packed and the big open end was shoved up to my gaping maw. "inhale and don't stop." he ordered.
Boston's bad day
He packed the morning's roach into his bong and took a large rip. boston let out a hacking cough as he had apparently smoked a bit of himself, some fur falling into the bowl as he loaded it. the dog wheezed from the burning before becoming silenced.
Sorrow and Joy (Prologue)
_\*bong\* \*bong\*_ "aww shit!" we're so late." kyler looked up at her, it was common for her to curse but not this early in the morning. they ran up the stone steps and through the frontdoors and down the brownish-red hallway.
Cul-de-Sac (By Avoozl)
It let out a raspy bong-bong, and there was a vague stab of activity past the window. clay felt his soul jump in his prickly throat, but before either of them could make a move, the door wrenched open.
Take Off Your Pants and Sneakers - Part 7 (FINALE)
After seeing what he could take down in one breath while sucking on the bong last night, i can't help but think he'd bong the scent of my feet if there was a way to light them up and draw their natural musk through water.
Cul-de-Sac
It let out a raspy bong-bong, and there was a vague stab of activity past the window. clay felt his soul jump in his prickly throat, but before either of them could make a move, the door wrenched open.
Roommates With Benefits: Chapter 9 (Platinum Patreon)
He craned his head curiously as he rounded the corner from the hall and saw liam sitting casually on the couch, a smoking bong cradled in his hand next to him.
How to lose a life or two
Quiet bings and bongs of a game well played fill the room as he watched, and so it began, she passed a level and squeaked in victory! her hips wiggling to and fro "did you see!?"
Tricked and unmaled...
A dull 'bong' sounded as first one and then the other disservered testicle dropped into the steel collection bin. the arm's took hold of the edges of the sac, trimming them back into just a flap of skin that was stapled together.