Puss Boots Humpty Dumpty Novels & Stories

“Considering you only met your man because I fell down the stairs and broke my leg, trying to model lingerie at your suggestion. Ending with me waking up from a drug induced coma from two of you boning in the bathroom; I’d thank my lucky stars your little sister didn’t catch the nympho perv gene you keep hoping will rub off on me!” I can’t tell if the disaster waiting to happen, should come with a name or a warning label. Puppy is two taps from out. Holding his stomach, beyond sound, he’s laughing so hard while Rourke is still trying to scrub the ‘oh sweetie’ off his face.

She clung to the wall while the boss stood up from the bed majestically, his eyes dainted at Elena who was already in tears. The boss tapped on his phone, and suddenly, hip hop music began to fill the room. Elena’s eyes widened in surprise as she tried to comprehend what was happening. “Dance, Puppy, Dance,” the boss smirked, a command laced with authority. “Dance?” Elena whispered, her hands still instinctively clasped around herself, taken aback by the unexpected demand. “Yes. You embarrassed me by refusing to dance with me at the club. Now, you’ll dance until your legs can't carry you anymore,” the boss declared, stepping closer to Elena. She recoiled against the wall, as if attempting to

Damn it. "I did." I caught myself still stroking my belly as I answered, wondering if mine would ever be so smooth again. "The booties are darling." Made from some kind of Demoniconian creature's fur, so soft they felt like air. "Thank you, Meems." She smoothed the front of her gold-threaded skirt hanging low on her thin hips and bounced a little in place. "I have a whole outfit for him for winter," she said. Beamed, white teeth bright against her red-tinted skin as her amber eyes flared with fire.

He sucked on my breast while he dipped his hand into the front of my panties and began to caress my clit with his fingers. "So wet, Kitten. So wet for me," He said like he always observes when we make out. Tonight, we won't just be making out. We will be going all the way. Hooking his fingers on the sides of my panties, he rolled them down, and they fell to my ankles while I stepped out of my shoes and out of them. Oliver stopped what he was doing to search my hungry-looking eyes. "This is it, Kitten. No looking back," He told me, and I knew what he meant.

*Boom* When it fell, it returned to its kitten form, meowing pitifully. Blood poured freely out of its new wound and its sole wing flapped feebly as it attempted to get up. It was a pitiful sight indeed, but anyone who knew the ferocity of this beast would certainly not pity it. The fact that it was following Pazuzu around was enough reason to lose any sought of empathy towards it. “Well done,” Pazuzu’s voice travelled into the ears of the kitten, causing its eyes to light up; however, it was too weak to even meow in relief.

girl shimmy" which was normal to get them up over my ass. The top of my panties showed above the waist of my pants, so I reached inside and pulled down on them a little so only the elastic waist band of my panties showed. Snake offered to put my belt buckle on my belt, so I stood there with grandpa working on my boots and snake on my belt, and I still didn't zip up my pants. When grandpa had my boots fixed, he held them for me so I could step into them. He told me until I got the boots broke in, it would be better to wear them on the outside of my pant leg. He helped me get them on with my pant leg down into the boot. Snake stood up and thread my belt through my belt loops like I was a littl

howled Pierre Zhaopardy with his whole straining body while squirting out lots of his quintessence inside his Rendy Pluto’s mouth. Rendy Pluto swallowed all his Pierre Darling’s quintessence without any doubt. Pierre Zhaopardy pushed gently his Rendy Pluto Darling’s body so that Rendy Pluto was lying on the bed now. Pierre Zhaopardy opened the small drawers beside the bed. Luckily he found some safety pacifiers in one of those drawers. He took one, he took off his Rendy Darling’s sexy mini briefs, and then he applied that safety pacifier onto his Rendy Darling’s manhood device.

I've been feeling shy for a while now. Claw and Dreik, Vance's ex-boyfriend, sat Sir Vience in a monoblock chair. They ordered me to kneel in front of him as if I was asking him to marry me which I immediately followed because I just wanted this all to be over. I slowly put the garter on Sir Vience's leg. It was above the knee when the guests started laughing at us again. "HIGHER! HIGHER!" It was obvious that the garter I was wearing was already on my thigh because my hands were swollen from the gown worn by Sir Vience.

Thud! Duke Derrick D'Arest and Count Vogard Sirius were thrown callously onto the damp stone floor. The sharp, heavy clanking of the iron chains binding their wrists shattered the suffocating silence of the Valthorne castle dungeons. "Watch your manners! You are incredibly fortunate that the Grand Duchess didn't have your heads taken right there in the main hall," one of the Valthorne knights spat with venom before pulling the heavy iron bar door shut with a resounding slam.

“I will not adopt that plastic thing. What's up with plastic pum-pum and plastic pem-pem these days? When did the moon goddess become a mannequin?” (Pum-pum - pussy; pem-pem - cock). Nickering like a horse, Zeus’ entire body trembled with repulsion. As much as Raina was fussing, she knew what she was doing. She planned to get my head fucked up. Why would she be playing dollhouse when she can have the real life?