Our Slutty Day
Ichi released his bite he had on sugar and walked in along with her. ichi plopped on the couch and sugar sat gently on the couch when another knock came at the door. sugar was about to get up, but ichi got up instead. "let me get it sugar."
Taylor’s Career is Just Getting Started
"why don't you have sugar-free flavorings?" "i'm sorry, ma'am, but we do have sugar-free fillings - they're right here." taylor pointed to the section of the sign by leaning over the window. the squirrel's eyes narrowed. "well, your sign is terrible!
Sweet Tooth
There's twice as much sugar in those," the mouse said. "what? really? since when?" "it's true. i looked it up." he padded closer to her. "so, how come i'm on a 'sugar restriction' and you're not, hmm?" "nice try, field." "what?
What I want to tell you. part 1
"of course it does sugar cube, i want to be with you forever, an' ya know what?
Snow Dog Dawn
Wasn't so hard sugar, was it.." he noses and can't resist to let follow another thrust, overwhelmed by the pleasure he receives from fucking the dog "nnngh... that's a good pup - f-fuck!
Second Chances : Chapter 10
sugar is standing there just gazing down at my pathetic, shaking, giggling, mess of a self.
Noi More Berries
I'm the sort of guy who'll eat straight up sugar, but this was ridiculous. still, the flavor made it work - it also had a bit of bitterness that made the sweetness tolerable. still, even at my limit for sweetness.
A Fox in a Bat's Zoo
Next to the fruit basket is some of the sugar they give to the bats as a treat. i'd be needing some of that. inside the next room was a giant flying fox, a huge fruit bat. his name was grey.
A Splattered Kitchen
But quickly enough he grabbed some nutmeg, a bit of powdered sugar and just enough milk to bind them together and started mixing furiously. he didn't much need a recipe from his cookbook.
Thomas Shorts: Last Chance
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The Sissy and the Cuck
This stuff is full of sugar.” he scoffed and took another gulp. the bottle was three-fourths empty in three swigs. “you can’t avoid sugar, michelle. it’s not like i’m having these non-stop.”
Café Plaisir: Shadow of Eclipse: Finale
sugar's voice turned grim, "or maybe they were mistaken. what if that _wasn't_ eclipse?" "..." "..." sugar felt cinnamon's muscles tensing reflexively, and forced himself to relax; to think through this logically.