Adventurer Cookie の小説・ストーリー

The sweet trill reminded me of the birds and she had an intense curiosity burning through her green and bright eyes. She grinned at me and opened the box eagerly. “Look! These are the cookies Lisa made them all by herself.” She quickly picked up one and shoved it into my mouth. “Lisa is the best dessert chef in the world!” I stared at her for a moment, too surprised to say anything. “Who are you?” I swallowed the cookie, forgetting the danger of rogues for a moment. “Adelaide. I’m a friend of Kalen’s,” she replied and plopped down on the cot next to me.

Before he even had a chance to try to process what he was doing, the cock was gone and he was slurping on Krista's cum-filled pussy. But it didn't end there. A short while later, while eating one of the Bedouin women's pussies as she lay on top of him in a 69, another of the Bedouin men came over, his cock glistening and gooey, and knelt down. Zach lay back, panting for breath to watch as he slid it into her. To his amazement, the man pressed his cock down so that he could rub it on his lips. Gasping in surprise, his mouth was suddenly filled with cock, the flavor of Gretchen's pussy all over it.

"Yeah, and they're delicious but they're not the main focus of the company 'cause the profit margin is kinda low. Understandably, you don't know this since you've just entered the company. Lucas has a special fondness for the snacks manufactured under his company 'cause Anya has always loved those snacks so Lucas made sure the snacks are well-made." As he was saying that, Jason picked up a shopping basket and threw some of the snacks in before opening a bag of cookies for Corinne to try. "This is one of the classic sandwich cookies by Rivera Group. Do you want to try?" Corinne accepted the cookie and her eyes shrank to pinpoint size with just one bite. 'This taste, it's so familiar.' She fe

Adele~ I watched Silver closely, hoping against hope she wouldn’t reject the cookies. Since my lunch was unfortunately ruined by those rude, ugly bitches, I’d stopped by a roadside dessert store on our way here. I didn’t intend to get her anything, not something so cheap for a first gift at least, but when I tried the cookies, they were delicious. They were buttery, soft, melt-in-your-mouth good. So I got extra. And somewhere between impulsiveness and desperation, I figured... maybe Silver would like them too?

"These are amazing. I woke up at 6:00 am and stood in line for an hour just to get them. Try one." Anathea wanted to say she had no appetite, but Theo had already opened the box and was holding a cookie up to her lips. "Come on, try it." She bit a small piece. The rich but not greasy buttery flavor spread through her mouth, with a sweet hint of chocolate. "Is it good?" Theo asked eagerly. Anathea nodded. "Awesome! I knew I picked the right place." Theo beamed. Her vacant eyes sparkled a little with his infectious smile.

she asked, suspiciously. “Cookies,” Michael said, offering the plate like a knight presents a recovered crown. Rebel narrowed her eyes. “From?” “From the store,” Mex said quickly, too quickly. Then signs “Gina.” Rebel’s took a cookie, bit into it, and closed her eyes a second longer than necessary. “Horribly good, at least it's not poisoned” she said. Catya took one, too, and sat on the arm of the sofa, watching the boys rebuild the fort with fabric swatches now declared to be banners. Her gaze asked me a question I answered with a nod: yes, we’re okay.

The mowing team had finally been persuaded to drive away, making the other two join them both. “Here, let me go and get something then.” I turned to the house and ran inside. The sooner they were able to clean up all that blood, the less likely someone would try to stop and help. Reaching inside the house, I turned to the macarons I had left over from last night. I had about two dozen left of the assorted cookies; I always brought more home with me when I baked them at the bakery. “These should do, the sugar should make the healing kick in faster.” I handed them to the Viking, who took a handful and shoved them into his mouth. “Thsm arrr mamsjng!” He said through a mouthful of cookies.

Carmen takes one more sniff before finishing, “some kind of peanut butter and chocolate cookie.” Karamea lifts the cloche and everything is exactly as Carmen said, down to the garlic butter coating the steak. “Holy, shit!” I stare at Carmen in amazement. She smirks at me and comes over to grab her tray. “Every damn time,” Karamea says, shaking her head. “What are these cookies?” “Buckeyes. Big thing around here,” I reply, grabbing my tray as well. We sit at the coffee table in front of the TV in the guest room. Conversation starts a little slow as we are consumed by the amazing food in front of us. But eventually we break the silence, getting to know each other.

Arkanghel nodded his head and offered some of his cookies. I got one of them and started to eat it. "Wow, this is delicious!" I was so surprised because the cookies were delicious. I always thought that the people here didn't use that much sugar when cooking, but these ones are really great, like those that I can buy in a high-end cafe on Earth. May also tried the cookie and also said the same thing. She gives us a thumbs up. So this is why he keeps on eating these cookies. They are really delicious!

Amelia asked, concert evident on her face and in her voice. "Well, I've been good." Cookie chuckled slightly. "I still work at the bar, it's quite boring though." She pouted, making Amelia laugh. "There's this new worker there, I always forget his name. He's annoying and talks a lot. He loves to pry into others' businesses and it's sickening." "Oh my god. Sorry." Well there was one thing she knows well about Cookie, she hates people prying into what doesn't concern her, she gets really angry at that and could break some people's nose because of it.