Sparks are Flying at the Daycare Center
"you're juices aren't too tart and aren't too sweet, it's perfect." he continued murring into her as he finished eating her out. "oh......manny.......ohhh" was all the gasping pikachu could mutter.
Centurions (A1, B1, C15)
In a slightly huskier voice, she said, "the pop tarts weren't enough to tide me over. i'm hungry." she stood up straight. "p-pop tarts. right. of course. you, uh ... you love pop tarts." "hell yeah i do.
The Festival of Fertility
These ones, which she personally hated, were tart. very tart. tart and sour enough to make derrick's whiskers curl, but at the same time, they contained caffeine.
The New Raptor
Sickle dipped his tongue into the raptor's slit, seeking her entrance, her tart slickness clinging to his tongue.
Mounted by a female
His lips immediately pulled up, wrinkling into a deep snarl from its tart, musky touch. she smelled of everything his sister said, of bottled frustrations, anger and festering solitude, the prickly sharpness almost stinging his nostrils.
Strength in Numbers 2 - Casey
Eight minutes and a pair of pop tarts later, casey stood at his front door waiting for the bus... with cassia.
NM #10 ~ Predatory
His features soured a moment at the tart overload, obscuring the brief change in mela's expression from being caught. she'd have to go on the offensive again now. she stepped in and leant heavily on the table.
Phoenix coven - Chapter 13
Mick, despite his tart, zealous feelings on the issues with his father, still couldn't help but take pity on him when symon asked to move in with him and his new boyfriend, xen winchester on tarion iii after catherine had passed away due to a sudden and unexpected
Mounted by a female
His lips immediately pulled up, wrinkling into a deep snarl from its tart, musky touch. she smelled of everything his sister said, of bottled frustrations, anger and festering solitude, the prickly sharpness almost stinging his nostrils.
Lone Flag
The air smelled different... bitter, metallic, tart. he limped across the moss and out to the marsh. nothing was there. no bodies, no blood, no bawling. it was over... but where was everybody? poor calan!
Nura's Conquest
She fed him the final piece of fruit tart and licked the last of the whipped cream off the fork. "well, richard," she said, "i've had a great time. surely you wouldn't mind walking me home?"
Love For Sale: Chapter 7
Sweet and tart, no trace of salt at all. he did love the taste of himself. he flicked his tail up and into his hole. if he twitched it just right he could - there it was. he hit it. his back arched as the fire inside rose to new heights.