Deep In The Dark
That offer couldn't be turned down, not like sea salt had much of a choice at that point.
Deep In The Dark; Part One
So sea salt was caught, and kyle had left to go out to the bar with a few co - workers the husky having been clear of his displeasure and aggravation that sea salt would even try something like that.
Chapter 3.1 And now for something new!
Despite us being on the border of an ocean the trolls that populate the sea region have prevented any sea salt production because of the xenophobic actions of the alamar kingdom.
Kingdom Hearts: The new holder of the Keyblade part 4
** **sora: its call sea salt ice cream** **jake: no , it's called kill the customers with a bunch of sea salt !
Touching hidden places (DU Easter Edition 5:4)
As for the sea salt, who doesn't love sea salt? next i plunged my face against the side of his cock, kissing just next to his sensitive cock. i allowed one hand to dangle over his leg, the other stroked him with fingers. "fuck..."
The Big Catch
It was a calm saturday morning like any other, the sun was just rising over the ocean waves as the sound of surf began to fill my ears and the smell of sea salt entered my nose.
Reunited by the Slumberwitch [SNEAK PEEK]
That kitsune's thick sea-salt paw musk, or the particular spine-massage that her charm spells gave him, made his cock stand to- _fucking focus, clayton._ her footfalls seemed sluggish, less poised than normal.
Forever in love
The smell of sea salt and kiramino's scent wafting in the air. the cool breeze blowing through our fur. "it's beautiful" kiramino said "absolutely breathtaking" "ya, it is." harikamaru agreed "a perfect night" "perfect night for what?"
The Cabin Boy ~ Short Story
The sea salt assaulted my nose, as cool wind blew over my body. my heart beat quickly in my chest.
Prologue: Primary Sources
Many are understandably skeptical of its authenticity, including captain sea salt. the retired mariner assisted with the extensive search for _north star_ survivors seven years ago.
Hunter's Instinct
Oh well, they were getting pretty crusty from the sea salt in the air, as well as from my sweat. i used my flint knife to shear them off around the broken seams. after some thought, i cut the collar out too. the shirt's more comfortable now.
Prison Cell (Thursday Prompt 23/8/12)
Even when i get a waft of fresh air from the one by one hole in the wall, sea salt, sand and sun, it fails to tame my yearning. i've been inside this cement and iron box for all my years i realize.