drake‘s dick

Connor is your normal average chad, got summoned into another world by the God of creation AO because a huge amount of people wished for it. So he decided to be a hero and build a milf harem, but is this world really that nice??

Narcissistic and arrogant, Joel is on top of his world. His ginger features and perfectly sculpted body have made him one of the most popular male dancers in Manhattan. His partner Sam is also a favorite dancer but doesn’t have a following like Joel’s.<br><br>When Joel starts receiving text messages and pictures from a secret admirer, Sam becomes concerned because Joel enjoys the extra attention. But soon, the unknown admirer elevates his stalking to physical attacks.<br><br>Joel realizes Sam is right and he has to confront his stalker to end his attacks, but how far is his secret admirer willing to go?

Super Dick is a mild mannered nitwit that doesn’t have a filter between his brain and mouth, and oddly, he is the one thing in the entire universe that the omnipotent being known as The Narrator, can’t control. As you follow Super Dick on his adventures, The Narrator will be, well, narrating in his typical offensive fashion. Along with his sidekick Microchip, and the government spy agency, UNCLE SAM, Super Dick will defend Cloud City and the world from any threat that arises, the only problem is that their greatest threat is the one that controls the narrative.

#R18#BL ***** "Is this why you live alone, Quincy? To please yourself and throb your dick? You know I could do that for you." I said, reaching to grab his dick but he shoved my hands away. "I hate you!" "You can only decide to hate me after seeing this?" I pulled down my pants and boxers. I took my cock in my hands, looking up at Quincy who looked stunned, still I could sense a bit of interest from his expression. "Am I too small, Quincy? Does my six inched dick interest you?" ***** Campus love Male Lead oriented. Westen Miller: Blue eyes, brunette hair, 5'8 feets tall, six inched dick, in love with Quincy. Quincy Bow: Almond eyes, long black hair, 6'8 feets tall, eight inched dick, obsessed with Westen's dick! Note: This is strictly rated 18.

In the bustling hallways of Winston High, where dreams and emotions collide, a captivating slice of teenage life unfolds. Amidst the chaos of academic pursuits and youthful uncertainties, a whirlwind of drama takes hold, leaving no heart untouched.

Andra Enggar Permana & Andri Enggar permana Dua Anak Remaja kembar yang punya rasa terhadap satu gadis yang sama,siapakah yang akan mendapatkan hatinya. Gadis tersebut bernama Erizka Lintang Maharani. Dia gadis tomboy dan juga pintar karena selalu juara kelas.tapi di dalam jiwanya ia merasakan kerapuhan. kerapuhan yang tak bisa terlihat.Raganya memang pemberani tapi tidak dengan jiwanya .Dia butuh teman bicara yang mau mendengarkan keluh kesahnya.hingga ia di pertemukan dengan Andra.si cowok tengil cerewet dan kepo.tapi ngangenin.beda dengan saudara kembarnya yang kalem.enggak banyak omong.sifatnya bertolak belakang dengan Andra.

DRAFT features the daily lives of an Artist and a Writer who live together in an apartment. With their clashing personalities, weird things and hilarity are bound to happen. (Cover art courtesy of https://www.facebook.com/Color.LES.kuru/)

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.