Pinkie Pie Excited Novels & Stories

Now she was inhaling and exhaling frantically as she eyed the kn*fe thinking of ways to gently pull it out. “D*mn it hurts like hell. Why make me suffer if you only want me dead?” she complains as she looks up. The rain is still pouring heavily and it begins to hurt her eyes the more she keeps staring. She decided to stop struggling and kept them close. "It's futile anyway, let me have one sweet dream just this once." It sounded more like a fervent prayer than a request. *** "Welcome home sweet pea." Her mom kisses her left cheek and ushers her to the dining table. Then gets back to the kitchen counter. "I cooked your favorite for dinner."

I latch on the plate of Apple pie Leonid managed to make before leaving for his mission of searching for any clue that can lead me to the assassins. Bringing the plate out, I head to the microwave to nuke the pie. I feel the ginger girl’s eyes on me as I effortlessly lumber to the microwave stead. “Don’t you like the pancakes?” She asks. Heck! This little bitch is becoming something else. I think she wants ultimate attention from me but hell, I can’t bring myself to do that with her. I mute while nuking the pie and she just stares. When she has burn out her energy in the stares, she whirl around and zoom off.

"Does anybody know what pie equals, or did you guys forget already?" My teacher mrs. Jackson frowns.Mike raised his hand laughing as he smiled at his friends. "Mr. Murking." " Strawberry Pie equals a happy Mike," Mike and his friends all busted out laughing holding their stomachs. "Um hm" Mrs. Jackson just waited until they became silent. They shut up after a minute or two. "Do you know what makes Mrs. Jackson happy?" she asked smirking.

cutie pie squealed, 2 of the guys looked at me in awe and without thinking I returned the look with a mouthful of chips. " why are you sitting here " I asked as I gulped down the cola. The fittest one who I called brunette put his feet on the table and looked at me. " can we not baby girl" he asked, a shiver ran down my spine as the pet name registered in my brain, it reminds me of da.............. Crashing my train of thoughts I looked back up a little dazed, cutie pie and blondie didn't notice but brunette did. Leaning closer his face went rock hard .

Nikky smiled. "Aren't you supposed to be sleeping right now." Nova raised her brows. "Why would I sleep when there is free pie knocking at the door?" his smiled widened. Nova just smiled at his naughtiness, the oven made a ticking sound, she happily jumped. ''The food is ready now." Nikky rubbed his hands together. free food!! Nova brought out the pie from the oven, she arranged the table, the huge pie already set on the table. Nikky's mouth savoured with hunger. When will he be here anyways so they can eat?

Not to string him along meanly but to build up the anticipation. As soon as I open the door to the bakery, it's obvious something is off. Not only is there a charge in the atmosphere, but three girls behind the bakery counter jumping up and down and squealing in delight isn't something you see every day. Even at the bakery. "Josie, look!" Winnie yells, grabbing ahold of Tabitha's hand and holding it up in the air like she just won a boxing match. A hefty square diamond sparkles in the light from the bakery. It's not the size of the ring that catches my attention, but what finger she wears it on.

Cutie ple: Oh, and she took my phone for a second there. Cutie pie: That is not what i said! I said we're too young to get married AND haven't seen each other in ten years! Plus, I hate you all! Cutle ple: Sorry she took it again, And that's the same thing! Grumpy pants: If anyone's marrying Alex it's me. Dick face: No one's marrying anyone. Dick face: Dick face? Real mature... Dark and broody: You guys on your way back? Cutie ple: Yeah, we're five minutes out.

“I am sorry if I am mean to you. Now tell me, what do you want?” She blinked at me, her expression suddenly softening. “Really?” “Yes, really. What do you want?” Her eyes lit up like a child’s. “Pizza. But with pineapple.” I sighed again, shaking my head. “If I get you pineapple pizza, will you eat your pizza and come home with me?” She nodded eagerly, her tears forgotten. “Yes! I’ll be the best Erica ever.” “That’s not a high bar,” I muttered, standing up and offering her my hand.

— Won't you eat? The pie, she meant the pie. “I was—” “Watching you climax. "Er, waiting for you to try it. - It's delicious. She poked her fork into the pie again. - Here. When he realized it, that loaded fork was before his lips. Startled, he opened his mouth and let her slide the gigantic piece into his mouth. inside. "Close your eyes," she said. "That way, everything tastes better." Yeah, if he kept looking at her beautiful, excited face, he wouldn't taste like

she moaned as she sank back on the counter. "Ooh, ooh, you have to try my cherry pie, Mr. Stone," gasped Linda. The black-haired girl was bent over the counter next to her friend. She shook her rump, a flour handprint on her ass. "You're going to love it. Just plunge on it." "Fuck," I groaned and rose, my cock sliding out of Kaylee's mouth with a wet plop.