Lemonade Mouth: Wen Novels & Stories

"I had some business to attend to. It smells great." “Oh, thanks. Should be ready soon!” Mom shouted. Everett and his father joined us outside near the table. My mom had set up plates and utensils with plenty of wet wipes and napkins for sticky fingers. Dad brought a huge pitcher of lemonade with ponies of lemon Stolichnaya vodka if we wanted to add it. As soon as Lily heard his voice and he approached Lily widened her eyes and plastered a smile for them. "Hello, Mr. Williams, Everett. Nice to see you again."

By this time I had opened my mouth to his gifts. A slimy stream of semen shot straight down the back of my throat, and Leon shoved his cock almost full into my mouth. I felt as if my throat were about to be pierced, and it did not seem to be working. Dozens of seconds passed before Leon could get his magnificence out of my mouth. I had to swallow his semen. My throat was now so thick with mucus that I could barely speak. "You want dessert?" Leon gave me a wry smile.

Leon replied We saw children having fun cute dogs playing around with their owners , the kid games were awesome so I held Leon and pulled him then we went playing around with the kids. Leon bought for the kids ice cream from a nearby vendor, they were all happy, I took a cup of ice cream too, after the children left , "open your mouth" I said to Leon , what's that he replied, I interrupted saying just open it I saw something," ooh well is that so" Leon replied, I said yes.

It feels so strange to have people run around quarters. “Omega, please take a seat, l will like to introduce myself. My name is Maya, l come from a small town in the East and l'm your new cook. Alpha Knight has made provision for your feeding and I'd love to introduce to you this delicacies. Here is a Cornmeal mush, corn bread succotash, county ham and fried green tomatoes. This drink is called lemonada suica it made from fresh limes, water, sugar and imported brazil condensed milk. Do you have any allergies, Omega?”

It was wrapped in a green decorative paper and it said mint flavor. She opened the two and threw them into her mouth. It was like lemon gums but mint flavor and it didn’t finish as the lemon gums did. It was everlasting but not the sweetness. She felt it fade away slowly. “What is it?” Kale asked chewing it. “It’s called chewing gum,” Louisa answered. Kale was beginning to like Louisa. She might be the craziest looking one among them but she seemed pretty nice. “Back to where we were,” Tiana said throwing a blade towards Josh’s direction.

I smiled sheepishly, "Y-Yeah." Wrapping my lips around my curly, pink straw, I began to suck up the strawberry lemonade that was in the glass as I watched his eyes fogged over. Gulping down the pink liquid until I wasn't thirsty, I placed my glass back down and returned my attention back to my food.

Maybe it was too simple, too sentimental. Just as she was about to reach for it, the server arrived, setting down a tray of drinks—four small glasses filled with a clear golden liquid and a matching bottle beside them. “Oh, this looks dangerous,” Leila said, eyes lighting up. “It is,” Dimitry muttered. “Local stuff. They called it 'fire on the tongue' or something like that.” Leila was already lifting her glass. “Perfect. We’ll take four.” Vera hesitated. “I’m not really—”

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

Maybe he's with Krizza right now. Ugh! This is frustrating me! "What's happening to you, Miss Myrtle? It seemed like you were in a bad mood the whole day. This is very much not like you." Lemon walked toward me on the couch while holding a bag of honey-flavored potato chips. "Is Krizza beautiful?" I asked her out of the blue. My mouth just suddenly uttered that without my brain's consent. Lemon bewilderedly looked at me for a few seconds, and then she smiled.

Lucas said. "It's fine. There's still some," Coco said, drinking the lemonade. The sour flavor felt so good in her mouth and seemed to help curb the nausea. Coco sipped the drink slowly, and Lucas stared at her with a tender look in his eyes. "Is it good?" he asked.