Timmy Thick Novels & Stories

When the bell ring all the little leave the playground while i stay on the floor until i see a shadow towering over me, i look up and see timy. "What are you doing here little girl" ~timy "The meanie girl pulled my hair and pushed me" i say with a pout "Did you tell your teacher" ~timy I nod and tell him she got corner time "Then why is the little girl crying" he ask and scoop me up "I want daddy" i pout

The sound of the porcelain spoon clinking was sharp and jarring. I watched as Yvette slid into the seat that used to be mine. My husband smiled and handed her a napkin. "Careful, it's hot," he said tenderly. Olivia smiled warmly. "Yvie, you're too skinny. You need to eat more! If it weren't for you, Xavier's company wouldn't be where it is today."

Until I got one hot email. The message was from a guy named Thick. As he described himself, he was: 36 and 6'1 225, with an 8" THICK black cock. And it was beautiful, just the biggest thick piece of meat I'd ever seen. I knew from the moment I saw that monster I had to have it in my mouth. His message described how he liked my tight ass, and desire for young white boys to hook up with. There was a certain turn-on with the way spoke, or wrote with a commanding tone. He was dominant and I wanted to submit.

Timothy came barreling through the mountain-sized double doors, tucking his shirt into his pants and doing up the last two buttons on top. Only then did Aubrianne notice the staff closer to the doorway. "Well, now that my eldest son is here, late as usual, but most important here, let me introduce you all," Theo states. Timothy was tall and slender, almost as tall as their father. He had dark brown hair, cut low and skillfully marked. A defined jawline, a Roman nose, and medium-sized lips. You can see that he had some muscles, not much but some. "Ok, guys, first, let me introduce you all to my daughter's friend, Jada," he gestured to Jada. With a hand swept over to his family, "And Jada, thi

It kept me happy for a while, until it started to lose meaning. And now I just have my Birdie and I get to feel something when he's with me, even if all we do is fight and fuck. "Oh my fucking god!" Timmy yells, moving back and holding his head in frustration. He's only fourteen, but he looks bigger than that, "You're just going to sit there and take it? You're so fucking pathetic, I can’t stand it!" I snap out of that horrifying future and stare at the wall in absolute disbelief.

Her dad had another wife, but there were no children between them except step children. Esther was slim. Her face was below average in beauty. Her skin was flawless. Her finger and toe nails were beautiful and always neatly trimmed. Her titties were small but always stood beautifully in her dress. She had a slim waist, and below it was her supple, callipygous backside. She had a long neck, a small head, and a face that was not broad.

- Timothy moving from the shadows and taking advantage of the smoke of Raymart to lessen the horde but there is no free meal in this new world! *GGGGGGGGGGURRRRRRRROOOOOAARRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!* the tank swipes its large arms!!! *SSWOOSSHHH!* and immediately the smoke has been dissipated! the stroke of the TANK was too strong!!! and a small wind gush towards the team! "what the heck is that power!"- Timothy *GGURROOAARRR!!!!* the Tank was already seen us with a large growl

They quickly got in the car. Jasper switched on the laptop and inserted the USB stick. There were two videos inside. He clicked on a video recording called "My Village". "This is my village, Tavers Village." Timmy had recorded himself, he then pointed at the large tombstone, and said in a choked voice, "My family, my relatives, my friends, my lover, and my children are all buried here." Timmy sat next to the tombstone as he recorded himself. He said with reddened eyes, "I think I may also get killed eventually , so I have to leave some evidence so that I won't die for nothing like the other villagers."

He belongs to the supernaturals but not as an Angel or a demon. • Timothy Jones: He's a seventeen-year-old bunny boy (has bunny teeth). He's 179cm tall (5'10ft) and weighs around 65 kg (143 lbs). MBTI type: ISFJ. He's cute as hell, owning the shiniest pair of big doe eyes. Not to forget that he's a muscle pig, protective of everyone he loves. Timothy is a coconut head with thick brownish hair. This stupid boy took up special tests and studied hard to jump a year, and as a result, he's in the same year as Sofia and Scarlet. Being the youngest, he's cherished and protected by everyone even though a single punch from him can break the opponent's jaw. Favorite color: Red. Zodiac: Virgo. He has a

She says, faking a giggle behind her hand. Mr Cullen doesn't respond to that but simply stares down at her. Damn, this man is cold. If I were Brooke, I would have continued my way by now, but because she is Brooke, she won't think like me. " So when are you due?" I ask, deciding to step in before she receives more of Mr Cullen's coldness. " In two months time. Anyway, Reece, how do you know Skylar, I mean it's such a rare thing to see that someone like you, would be -"