Dice Roll Program
Nothing fancy, just something i found useful for d&d style dice rolls if anyone's interested. it can do d2, d3, d6, d8, d10, d20, d100 with one button.
Do a Barrel Roll!
He rolled his hips against gabe's as his tail wagged slowly and his tongue slid along gabe's. jason reached his paw higher into gabe's shirt, teasing gabe's left nipple as he stroked their cocks slowly with his other paw.
One More Roll
"okay, well roll and i'll explain what the numbers mean to you, okay?" "okay..." came a slightly incredulous reply from zabur, who took the die and rolled them onto the table with a light flick of his wrist.
Dragon Sushi Roll
Saila just stared at the tray, the pork ramen smelled great but what drew his eyes was a familiar sight of a 6 inch micro dragon laying on top of a neatly made roll of rice.
One Roll at a Time
In the month or so that he had been rolling so far, he'd only rolled this result a couple of times, and never with female attire.
12- The Thunder Rolls
He noticed the silver drake had gotten up and smiled, rolling the dragoness over and pinning her to the ground. she yelped in fear as the drake grabbed her horns and looked at her brother.
Roll Them Dice
"she simply said 'son, you need to take a chance and roll them dice.'" he used his best southern drawl. "'give them a roll and see what happens. lord knows you can't spend your days wasting away in this town.' i remember her every word.
Don't steal a dragon's pizza rolls!
Fysi steals shaylor's pizza rolls! "i had pizza rolls?! neeewwwww, they were stolen before i even realized i had them!" fysi nomfs em all! mirvanna puts parsley on fysi. shaylor attempts to nomf the seasoned fysi! fysi lets out an "eek!"
I Got Grrgle'd
Zaggy was overselling it, if anything, eyes rolled back in his head as he licked over his jagged lips.
As Salty As the Sea
The slit, like on most amphibian and reptiles, was about two inches vertically and william had no trouble pushing his tongue in if he rolled it first; making more of a point out of it.
Eggs and Buns
I'm sure you'd like to have a cinnamon roll, or perhaps a muffin? bun?"
Life of Pi(zza)
A substantial roll of fat billowed over each hip, while his thighs below were in permanent contact with one another, though he had been spared the experience of chafing by the simple expedient of never leaving the house.