Folsom Chapter 9: The Truth

Amethyst marched out of the jeep, her flipflops slapping against the asphalt, "tell me what happened." "if you want to go to the fucking beach we can go tomorrow, i'm just tired right now." helga said as they passed the front desk.

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Corruption

He still felt some pangs of guilt at the look on the snow leopard's face, the sudden twinge of fear in his eyes, but mostly it just made his stomach do flipflops of arousal. "you brought this on yourself, dakoda." xavier said coldly.

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Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Twenty Two

Toke's stomach flipflopped. "gee, that's reassuring." inaska groaned in exasperation. "it is! don't you get it? you impressed him so much that he let you join the crew even after you'd nearly killed him, me, _and_ my father!" toke blushed a little.

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The Woodfather - Seedling

Between his ragged, panicked breaths and the sound of his flipflops slapping against his heels, it was easy to track him. despite my size, this was _still_ my forest so i wove easily between the towering trees deeper into my domain.

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The Sleepover: Dual Wielding

Melissa's stomach flipflopped at his touch. she'd let sarah play with her tits, and far more than that. but she'd never let a boy do the same. the feeling of max's hand slipping up under her shirt left her breathless.

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Relevant: Chapter 7

flipflops slapped loudly against the warehouse floor as the predatory fish stalked beside his host, hands in his pockets. "sanders!" spat maydoor. simon sanders looked upon the fennec with a disappointed glare.

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Quality Couch Time

Cody's throat dried up like a salt lake in the summer, and his stomach flipflopped again. but dylan just snorted once to himself, and tugged the blanket up slightly. covering cody's boner with supreme nonchalance. preserving the boy's dignity.

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Relevant: Chapter 11

The laid-back shark had his feet up on the table, flipflops barely hanging from his toes. martha straightened and approached the table first. ryker took up the seat beside her while cliff remained standing.

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NIGHT DRIVE

His legs were thick with muscle, his calves lithe and angular even under his thick fur, with his massive meaty paws barely contained in navy blue flipflops.

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A King’s Comfort

Notus could see the man running for the bus, human, tall and sunburnt, dressed in a windbreaker, jeans, flipflops, backpack and brown hair that almost went down to his knees.

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Anon Finds a Way (Chapters 1 to 10)

**-CHAPTER 1- The Unforgiven** After a dull day at your warehouse job you trudge through the rain back to your apartment, heavy metal beating into your eardrums to deafen the patter of rain on your umbrella. Living only a mile from work you...

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Drachenmagd #24

Not gonna lie myself; i tend to flipflop between adeline and emiline these days, which may explained why the marshal herself keeps getting her own spotlight scenes. there's something about smug, superior girls that i just love.

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