To the Victors Go the Spoils
"yeah, by _me_, wallace," bennet said, stepping in beside his fellow player. "she's dating the west-end quarterback, so if anyone should get her, it should be me." the duck, for all his ridiculous appearance, said, "get bent, bennet.
The Dogs of War
bennet dropped his pick in the dirt in front of him and placed a heavy foot on her back. dylan said, "alright, that works. just go down the ranks in your team." bennet said, "but you're not on the team."
A Brief Adventure
No matter how much bennet denied it, that beautiful voice in his head _corrupted_him. it told bennet everything he wanted to hear. bennet could feel his conscious start to slip away. maybe if he didn't fight it, he would be let go?
Speed Dating
Nothing too unusual about rambo, bennet, and dipstick wandering over to greet the new arrival.
A Collar of His Own
bennet smirked. "you- you sussy baka!" doug pouted. "hmm, why don't we test this next." bennet's finger hovered over an unseen button on the screen. the rat nodded in approval.
Retribution
bennet's sons were born with the very beginnings of pointy little goat horns and stubby little goat tails.
Unconventional
If you could love someone too much, i think it would be bennet. he would love me too much to have sex with me and forever change my life, even if i asked him.
A Foot-Focused Morning Quickie
"good morning, bennet. what're you up to?" "oh, just continuing from last night," bennet answered, giving burt's hefty foot a playful lick and his cock a long squeeze. "been there long?"
Irreverent
bennet was practically a space heater, and i twisted more around to hug more of his warm figure against my own. bennet stirred slightly in his sleep, giving my neck a passive lick.
Duces & Jacks
bennet was faster. while the rest of the street scrambled in slow motion the wolf's colt slid from its holster as though it had been greased. lamp light glinted from the barrel. bennet's gun replied thrice ta mr. paxton's.
Backstage Pass
I scrambled to get it, while tidam said, "this is lizzy bennet, the first backstage pass of the show. she wanted to meet, you know? i figured i owe her that much." "sure," casey said, every bit as australian as tidam.
Physical Hypnotherapy
_it's not real, it's not real..._ "oh, it's more than real, charles bennet," the psychologist replied. he groaned as he tugged at my swollen pussy, trying to pull himself free.