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He's flawless. He is. 

Once again I looked at his beautiful face. He was cooking in his kitchen, it's small, but in comparison to the rest of his apartment it was big.
I'm asking myself everyday how he can get along with this scant of place. One day I'll ask him, for sure.

He finished cooking, then sat down at the small table where he used to eat everyday. I watched his cute eyes focusing on his cell phone while feeding himself the delicious food. One day I'll try it too, for sure.

He finished and fast cleaned up the dishes.
I switched cameras when he left the kitchen and made his way to his to his bedroom.
It was everyday the same, but every day new I liked it. How he made his lips look even cuter when he was considering what he would wear today and how he put off his pyjamas then to change.
That was my camera time. Of course I was prepared already, like always.

Today I would have to leave my apartment to buy a new album, because it was the first today. The first of October. And every first day of a month means, that I'll start a new album, I've sorted all the photos and I'm really proud of my good organisation.
The albums of the last month's are already on my shelf, so I could watch them every evening before I go to sleep.
It's really good material, since I've bought a new camera I could even see the small stretch marks on his ass clearly. 

They're such a turn on. 







[ thank you for reading💓 hope you enjoy even that's hella strange ] 

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