The Cougar of Camp Candy
So, the nerdier the better, which also helped keep her reputation in check as no one would ever believe a saint like caryl would ever do anything untoward with a scrawny dweeb like bobby to begin with.
Saint Francis File 4: Terry
I work for the saint francis human and animal psychology center. i've dealt with many cases of neutered and spayed animals, i think group therapy would help you to meet others like yourself.
A Very Kerry Christmas, Part 2
The elder saint bernard looked up at his daughter. "this whole thing," he said, gesturing at her, himself and the camera. "making cub porn. i haven't done it since...." he trailed off into an awkward silence.
Horse Ride, Part 9 - New Class, New Teacher
"Settle down! You with the chatter ring, put that away. They were annoying in the 90s, and they're annoying now." Kerry paused in the doorway when she saw her new teacher, then quickly moved to a vacant desk before she caused a pile-up. The chubby St...
Swiss Mix - Chapter 351-375
On friday, the school had a boys' football game at saint lovejoy, versus saint hildegards. hans was with the cheerleaders as himself.
Eucharist
Enchantment has come to die, where saints rest, where chance steals to buy, your very best. bells have rung for command, over darkened hills, waiting for father's midnight band, and cheap thrills.
Reaper Graesham Campaign: Episode 2
He wanted to see how far he could 'corrupt' the saint of the earth. "costume play is a form of performance art," rocky answered evenly.
Judge Not Lest Ye Be Judged
Sam was unusually quiet as we rode in to work... "Penny for your thoughts?" I offered. Sam just turned to me and stared for a bit, likely pondering things. I turned for a moment and smiled at her, and she smiled back. "Just thinking about last...
Chapter 9 - Discovery
Suddenly a boulder seemed to be growing inside weskar as the saint's knot swelled, locking his cock into a tie. weskar felt a moment's panic, for he hadn't appreciated the saint's impressive size. what if he was injured?
Now This is a Host Gift
The mastiff tugging apart his asscheeks to expose the stretched, pink pucker to the saint bernard who was eagerly toying with the buttplug.
Runaway Ratón (Part 1)
The summer in the mountainous area was unusually hot and humid. This resulted in a nice accumulation of morning dew that would slowly steam in the early mornings. And on one particularly steamy morning a young mouse girl woke from a restless sleep. As...
"Life"
This is written in tribute to him and to the words of the saint. i am not christian, not religious... but those words have stayed with me all my life and these, which are not nearly so wise, are one of my attempts to capture at least a fragment of it.