The smell of spring wasn't the only thing in the air... If you listened, you could also hear the sounds of spring too! No, not the birds chirping! Obviously I’m referring to the heart melting sounds coming from all that flip flop play that’s about to be heard around the world!

The subtle “Slap. Slap. Slap” That makes your eyes pop out of your head and your cock strain out of your pants?

There’s also the sights of spring to be had too! Those are probably the best, right? No, not the gorgeous greenery popping up all around the world!! I’m talking about all these high, heaven...

The smell of spring wasn't the only thing in the air... If you listened, you could also hear the sounds of spring too! No, not the birds chirping! Obviously I’m referring to the heart melting sounds coming from all that flip flop play that’s about to be heard around the world!

The subtle “Slap. Slap. Slap” That makes your eyes pop out of your head and your cock strain out of your pants?

There’s also the sights of spring to be had too! Those are probably the best, right? No, not the gorgeous greenery popping up all around the world!! I’m talking about all these high, heavenly, soft, wrinkled arches that can be seen flexing and popping out of our flip flops!

The subconscious flip flop play that leads to perfect, pink, wrinkled arches like mine, being on full display under my chair?

Soles around the world, getting propped up on chairs, benches, desks and picnic tables? Our skimpy flip flops playfully dangling from our toes, while you restrain yourself from coming right over, getting on your knees, and burying your eager face in amazing soles like mine!?

The perfect opportunity for a candid movie project? Much like the one your filming right now? Although, if you’re not careful, you’re bound to get caught...

xoxo
-Gwen