A Boy and His Lucario Part 4
A nice chansey at the front desk gave them some stomach pills for lucario and suggested they go to the cafeteria and get some soup. "boy, this soup is good, ha master?"
Gryphon Soup
Being the good-natured soul that he was, fenris thought it might be a nice gesture to bring him some soup and herbal tea to help. lifting his paw up, he knocked, glancing back down the hallway as he waited.
Rabbit Soup
"i timed it poorly though, that soup is scalding." "well i suppose i could enjoy a two course meal," nadia sat up and looked down at her love with a toothy grin. "my dragon wants rabbit soup, she's getting rabbit soup." colton said, smiling back.
The Soup
Feeling the semi hot 'soup' on his feet combined with the licking is too much for him and he begins to cum into the 'soup', rope after rope of sticky first time cum.
Hot soup
"Fuck" Jack groaned and stood up tearing the dress off. "What the hell kind of wild dream was that.. an underground club, drinking steak juice.... shoving a live rat up another guys ass?... maybe it was better to keep that one to himself. "Great I'm a...
Better than Soup
“really, what’s up with making soup in the dark by yourself? on new year’s eve?” the labrador shrugged. “what’s wrong with soup?” “soup’s great. i’m just wondering if this is some sort of cry for help.”
Justice is Sweet
Yes, i made your favourite soup. it's waiting in your room. yes, thank you aunt cass. you're the best. i said with glee. as thanks i smooched aunt cass on her cheek before heading up to my room, stomach still grumbling.
Host's Soup (Otherwise Untitled)
#112 of short stories a ferret prepares a soup for her guest. ~ the ferret sort of lingered in the kitchen, looming over the stove as the soup came to a proper simmer.
Challenge of Selection (Otherwise Untitled)
~ lentils and bean soup, with a red label and some sort of swirly font along the bottom rim. ~ a confused glare.
Secret Ingredient
Woulda had to go back and get more for the soup."
No J-Turns (Otherwise Untitled)
Once the proper equipment had been acquired, it was with minimal delay that a volume of soup formerly canned simmered softly in the microwave. the kobold gingerly sniffed a portion of pulled up shirt. "huh, i should really have done laundry last night.
The Baker's Dozen: Simple as Black and White
All that mattered was the soup - that delicious, rich, creamy, delicate soup. there was a lot of butter, too, probably from the bits of cornbread crumbled up into the dish.