Some Things Cannot Be Changed [Illustrated]
Harlan's tail shot out like a flag of puffed white fluff before he tackled the wolf with zeal, slurping down his length in a flipflopped 69 with the shorter male stretched out to be able to lick and suck at the very end of the older man's cock.
Lateral Move 2
His newly acquired flipflops were nowhere near adequate enough for the job of protecting his toes from being repeatedly sliced by the jagged rocks. "baby? you here?" he called. "what's that smell?"
The Beginning
In the heat of the approaching spring which would bleed quickly into a hotter summer, stacey wore tiny cutoff shorts, showing off her long legs and flipflops to show the glistening black surface of her nails, still unscuffed.