Two Years
Banters was jealous of the dragon's penis despite its smallness next to his own equine cock, which was dully flaccid now, hanging in the sand like a dead plant. "your prick is pretty nice," he said amicably. spitey glared heinously. "had your chance!"
Beneath the Warmest Feathers
"all by himself, yet he's wetting the sands like the blessed summer rains while i've yet to see a drop ascend to the top of your shy, little spire. not even a single drop!" he squeezed his fist in anger.
One Too Many
Miria stayed up a little while longer, outside, on the upper deck, looking out over the desert before them as they swept over the dunes and cut through the sand like butter.
Au saga
The winds swirled the sand like a fine mist and a howl could be heard echoing. not the howl of the winds but one that could only be prescribed to a monster.
Ivan's Fatass Father
The father felt incredibly lucky to have fallen far away from them, even with his face buried in the sand like this. the hurt and tired ball gave out a big sigh.
The Cameron Hotel Chapter 10
Riddick followed after him, looking down with a smile, "in the sand like before, then?" the lion ran his paw through the sand beside him where he wanted riddick to sit as he listened to the waves, "that's the idea."
A Father's Dedication
The silverware wasn't metal, but gemstone, forged from the sand like the rest. he even pulled out a bottle of wine, one of the few things here that hadn't been made of local materials. the girls had never had the stuff before, and were eager to try it.
The Mermaid: Part II
She had tended to him on the sea shore, caring for him until he could run about the sand like any normal human child. she gently pushed him toward the nearby town, watching him tearfully as he ran toward the glittering lights laughing happily.
The Tiger Roars
The rocks were mostly the same, but the sea was right there, though the slime that made up its "water" didn't seem to grind away to make sand like most water would.
The Redeem: Chapter 12
I was expecting the sand like we had before. but this desert was starting to look more like a dried-out lake bed. cracked, hard ground that crumbled under the weight of my monstrous feet. the sun seemed even hotter, if that was even possible.
Going to the park
He couldn't protect the plushie who landed in the sand like it was pouting and saying "how are you supposed to be my knight in shining armor when you're busy being tickled by the very monster you've sworn to protect me from?"
The Joys of Happenstance
Dug up from the sand like it had always been there, just waiting to be found once more.