Breeding With Bigfoot Quotes

Did I just masturbate at the sight of my boyfriend cheating on me with Bigfoot?

Faye, I know I’m asking for a lot, but I want to be with you and Bigfoot.

Lobster has an aroma that is not in itself that appealing, more so than most other breeds of seafood. Yet, the lean protein of lobster is always joined by the lurid fats of melted butter, improving the texture and taste of most things, as well as increasing waist and decreasing arteriole width.

Just because I read paranormal romance books and have enjoyed the occasional reverse harem, it doesn’t mean I asked for my ex to cheat on me with a monster.

Each lick brings a kaleidoscope of flavors. What I first thought was maple syrup now gives way to hints of honey and caramel and vanilla. Groaning, I swirl my tongue around the head, reveling in my new form of sustenance.

Gulping hard, I stretch out a trembling hand toward Bigfoot’s face. His fur is softer than a man’s beard, and the skin warmer. Bigfoot’s eyes flutter shut as though he’s been starved of touch.

I should do more to help Brian than make a video of his demise, but this is the same bastard who wanted me to break my neck. Hell, he wouldn’t even lend me a flashlight. Fuck it. I’ve got to put me first.

Do I want to be part of a throuple with a hairy ape man with an unfeasibly large penis? No. Do I want to fuck Bigfoot before I announce my decision? Hell yes.

The blowjob was an entire conversation. Each time I swallowed his fluids, I gained an extra bit of knowledge.

Fuck. Sex with Bigfoot is going to be unbelievably hot.

This is already the best sex of my life, and I haven’t yet even cum.

With one final thrust, he cums with a roar that makes me rise from my ashes like a phoenix and soar into the sky.

We will leave after you’ve had some more nuts.” “There’s only one type of nut I want, and it’s not on the table.