On the Bright Beach
He clambered off of the picnic table and headed for the exit. that was fine. he'd got what he came here for, and i'd had every bit of the fun i'd wanted that night.
Prologue
I am almost upset to use it to dry myself, but i do and then i toss mine aside on a picnic table. izra and riley spend a little more time studying the towel.
Lonely Oak Chapter 111 - Forgiveness Versus Reconciliation
"i'm not going to take very long," the rabbit remarked, situating herself on the seat at the picnic table. "i don't think i'll go back to swing, anyway," rini replied, taking her spot across from the rabbit.
Lonely Oak Chapter 84
She waved her hand, _don't mention it,_ as she walked back to the picnic table. her book was still there, waiting for her. she sat down, her legs finally shaking away all the stress from her sudden ordeal.
Melodies Chapter One - Bolero
As we came upon the picnic tables, i selected one that was well-shaded from the sun, next to a path that led into the wooded part of the park.
Melodies of a Different Love - Part One
As we came upon the picnic tables, i selected one that was well-shaded from the sun, next to a path that led into the wooded part of the park.
Earth's New Masters Chapter 26 Gofer's Tale Part 16 It Was Fun While It Lasted
I had submarine sandwiches, potato salad, macaroni salad and a fruit salad in a cooler down by the picnic table.
Model Citizen (part 2)
Farther up the trail broke into two paths, both lead around the pond, but one lead to the clifftop picnic tables faster than the other and he followed that one.
Encounter with a Werewolf Outside a Hot Dog Stand
Simcoe maneuvered over to a nearby picnic table, using the bench seat as a step to stand on the table. the werewolf followed, erect cock swinging from side to side and his heavy balls bouncing up and down with each step.
Camping Canines
Still panting, they were yet again sitting at the picnic table, back to idly chatting about everything and nothing. the sun had long since set when the three of them finally retired within the cabin.
Chapter 5: Publicity
Some sitting at picnic tables, their ribs on the tables in front of them; others were walking around, white styrofoam containers in hand. but best of all was the smell. spicy ribs, tasty ribs, smoked ribs.
Kevin's Highschool days: Chapter 9 Friendship fics#2 Ryan and Morrell's side
Flipping through the songs, i picked one and set it down on one of the picnic tables. "nice one, what is it?" morrell wondered. "bittersweet symphony by the verves," i answered.