Whammer and Slammer
Every flex of the deer's innards released another wash of fluid that soon soaked his skirt and coated the back of his legs like he'd been sprayed with white custard. the nameless stallion pulled out at last, and looked down at the mess he'd made.
Downsizing
All that silver spoon an' custard creams? you been 'avin' other kinds of cream in yer mouth mate, so don't you go thinkin' that you anymore special than anyone else 'ere. when yer like this...yer ours. now..."
Gatesbridge - Chapter 1
When he grabbed a steaming plate of fish and chips and got himself a custard pie along the way.
Horsie Ride 7, Part 7 - Unburdening
His tongue wiggled around in the cum, a thick goo that was quite unlikely anything anson had ever had in his mouth before, except maybe custard.
Debtors' Barn: Promising Performances [Commission]
After he was done cleaning her up, the boar proceeded to drizzle chocolate syrup and custard over her chest and belly, his tongue sticking out as he concentrated on making swirls and loops all over the naked rhino femme.
Pampered Princess Polly Prissy Pants Pachyderm Plaything
The mommyphant made an obvious maternal motherly effort to clean the cum off hir baby with a big thick terry towel, getting every thick trace of sticky custard off his face and clothing shi could before kissing him on the forehead and turning back
Clyde & Ollie: "In A Van Down By The River" Part 2
The sudden feeling causes a premature glob of his thick, hot, salty, stallion custard to force the otter's tongue out of his cum-hole and blast directly into the smaller male's throat.
Deck the Howls
"i made an eggnog custard..." "that sounds great," josé said, and got up. "can i help clear the table?" "oh, no, sit down." jeff's mother got up herself, but josé didn't sit down. he picked up some plates and took them into the kitchen.
The Brockford Files - Paw and Prejudice
_ the waiter served us two ramekins filled with a yellow custard that smelled of vanilla and eggs. discretely, i touched the side of the ramekin with a finger and found it refreshingly cool.
Chapter X: Ashes of the Past
I mean i could say i love custard pies but i'm not about to fuck it or spend the rest of my life with it." hunter rolled his eyes and tried to wiggle out from beneath the _lupus_ but he was securely pinned down. "asshole."
Chivalry
Meanwhile, robbie grabbed enough ingredients to make some custarde topped with horseradish. he set up a pot cradled by a stick over the fire to heat it up to a desirable temperature. it took a while for it to cook.
Mister Popular.
"don't forget the 'custard'." brrp~ “urrghk~" the bunny said while gesturing towards the box that was still sitting heavily in his lap.