Roundabout 5, breaking the fourth wall
James pouted, "that's not what mozy tart said last night when we had that three way!" he was annoyed but somewhat relieved. he wanted to sub anyway.
Tart's Triumph
_help me, please,_lettuce weakly pleaded as tart pushed her away. in her room, tart played with her restraints again, this time cuffing her limbs to the four corners of the bed, which was covered in a leather sheet.
Cooking with Cockatoos and Conures
Here's your tart!" a light, sing-song voice came from behind and a white-feathered hand slipped a plate in front of him with the strawberry tart in the center.
The Devil's Deal - Part Three - Finale
Ailsa clutched the tart in both hands. "are you going to give me that tart or just tease me with it?" varcorak licked his muzzle, rumbling a hungry purr. ailsa laughed.
Discord's Belly
Discord belongs to hasbro huckleberry tart belongs to ht (who belongs to discord) cocoa icing belongs to circutron cinnamon fritter belongs to me huckleberry tart was an exceptionally round pony.
A Father's Love, Chapter One
I wanted a fruit tart. "where are you going camile?" miss bailie, my nanny, demanded. she was a tall, thin brown hyena. "i just want a fruit tart," i said. "i'll get it for you.
Master Of Madness
These delicious tarts, i think they’re called nokali berry tarts, i haven’t had one in a long time and i’d love to taste them again. if you could find a tin of them, i guess that would be pretty helpful to me.
Summer tea with the Duchess
She was also fabled as a baker, the cakes and tarts she baked for the summer fetes had to be guarded fiercely to ensure people only took one.
The Devil's Deal - Part Two
After that, no one would shut the hell up about some damn tart the dragon always demanded. tarts it was, then. early the next morning, ailsa followed a winding cobblestone lane across grassy rises and beneath the drooping boughs of ancient willows.
A New Brother- Part 12
[rei's always loved my apple tarts. maybe this'll cheer him up.] getting on with his work, mark paid close attention to the clock and continued cooking and preparing his food.
A Father's Love, Chapter Twelve
"bouillabaisse, with lemon chess tarts for desert?" i asked. "i'll alert the chef," mr. bridshaw smiled. he kissed my cheek and climbed out of bed. i climbed out after him and put his robe back on. "i'll be needing that," mr.
Large Scale Developments: Part 7
How am i going to win your family's acceptance if i keep letting you have ice cream for breakfast, and now pop-tarts?" he jestingly placed the edge of the freshly toasted tart between his teeth, his smile widening as he looked up at her.